Perfection (Neighbor from Hell #2)(52)

Not even a little bit.

This was getting out of hand, he thought as she took him further than should be humanly possible. He was exhausted, sore and happier than he'd ever been in his life and he didn't want it to end, which of course meant that it needed to end.

Soon.

But not right now, he thought as he ended the call and tossed his phone somewhere behind him, uncaring where it landed as pulled away from Zoe and dropped to his knees so he could kiss the woman who was starting to mean too damn much to him into his arms.

Chapter 20

"Someone call an ambulance!" one of the crew yelled near her ear, making Zoe wince and wish she could crawl away, but the overpowering dizziness that she'd experienced just before she'd passed out threatened to once again take over so she took that as a sign not to move, much.

"I'm fine," she tried to say reassuringly, but it came out a little too muttered for anyone, including her, to understand. She really hoped they understood her, because she really didn't want to go to the hospital over her own stupidity.

"What the hell is going on here?" Jared suddenly demanded.

Zoe risked opening her eyes to see if he looked as mad as he sounded and immediately regretted the move as everything spun.

"Zoe?" he asked, his tone softening as he came closer, she assumed. She wasn't about to open her eyes and find out.

"Fine," she said. Taking a deep breath she repeated it, pleased that she sounded a little better.

"I think she fell on that patch of ice," one of the men said and Zoe kept her mouth shut, not really in the mood to admit that she'd passed out and hoping that she could get through this without anyone finding out.

"Are you hurt anywhere?" Jared asked as he presumably checked her over.

She shook her head slightly. Hurt? No. Humiliated? Beyond measure, but she wasn't hurt. Well, she was freezing lying on the frozen ground like this. As soon as she could manage it she was going to get up, walk back to the office and hide under her desk for the rest of the day or until everyone forgot about this, whichever came first.

"Did someone call an ambulance?" Jared asked, fretting over her.

"Don't. I'm fine," she said, taking a deep breath and forcing herself to sit up, knowing that if she didn't, she'd find herself hauled out of here against her will, further adding to her humiliation.

She opened her eyes to find Jared kneeling next to her on the frozen ground, looking concerned and upset. "Would you feel better if one of us drove you to the hospital?" he asked softly as he took off his much larger and thicker jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders. She pulled it tightly around herself as she nervously looked around the small group of very large concerned construction workers that stood around her.

"I'm really fine, guys. Embarrassed, but fine," she said, giving them a small reassuring smile, hoping it would be enough to convince everyone to walk away.

It wasn't.

But thankfully Jared took pity on her. With a long drawn out sigh that did not bode well for her, he gestured for them to leave. They did, but only after they made her promise one more time that she was okay.

"Are you okay to stand?" Jared asked.

Her head had stopped spinning for the moment so she assumed she was okay. She hoped at least. Passing out hadn't exactly been a fun experience.

"You look a little pale, Zoe," Jared said, putting his arm around her and gently guided her towards the office trailer.

"Oh," she said, worrying her bottom lip. She was tired, hungry, a little light headed, a bit weak, humiliated, and not really sure she could show her face to the guys again, but other than that she was okay. "I'm fine," she said, giving him what she hoped was a reassuring smile.

He narrowed his eyes on her as if he didn't quite believe her. "Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"I could drive you to the doctor," he offered, opening the trailer door and gesturing for her to step inside. "Or I can take you to the hospital."

"I'm really fine. Don't worry about it," she said, feeling the first sign that perhaps everything wasn't exactly okay. A few seconds later when she sat down her suspicions were quickly confirmed and she did her best not to wince as her butt screamed in agony.

Her eyes shot to the clock. Thankfully she only had a few more hours to kill before she went home for the weekend and this weekend she was going to make damn sure that she got some rest. After nearly two months of their "arrangement" Trevor had to be bored with her. Not that she wanted to end their arrangement.

No, what she wanted at this very moment was sleep, lots of it and a really large ice pack for her bottom and sleep wasn't exactly something she got when Trevor was around. Then again he wasn't exactly known for leaving her alone when he was around. The man just could not seem to keep his hands off of her, she thought with a little pleased smile.

That didn't change the fact that the man was killing her. No matter how many times they agreed to take a step back and limit their time together, and those conversations always somehow seemed to end with her on her back, they couldn't seem to keep their hands to themselves and they tried. They really did, but it didn't do them any good.

If they weren't working, she wasn't at the gym swimming, or he wasn't watching a game with the guys they were having sex. They had sex in every room, in every position and they couldn't seem to stop. As great as it was she really needed some sleep. She really wasn't sure she could keep going at this rate.