The Second Chance Patriot: A Sweet Football Romance (A Georgia Patriots Romance) by Meyer Anne-Marie

Author:Meyer, Anne-Marie [Meyer, Anne-Marie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi
Publisher: Sweet Heart Books, LLC
Published: 2019-03-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

The feeling of Danielle pressed against his body seemed seared to Zach’s skin. Every point of contact was still tingling even after he let her go. His heart pounded as he watched her cut the damaged portion of the wall away. It was taking every ounce of self-control not to reach out and take her in his arms again.

To kiss her like he wanted to.

Fisting his hands, he forced all those thoughts and feelings from his mind. Why he was even allowing them to plague his mind, he didn’t know. Hadn’t he learned from his past mistakes? She was not his. She would never be his. Not eight years ago and not now. The sooner he got that through his head, the better.

Danielle turned, giving him a small smile. A curl had escaped from her hair. His stomach lightened as he took her in. She was beautiful. More beautiful than any memory he had replayed for years after she left.

“This isn’t so bad,” she said.

Zach nodded as he stepped toward her, desperate to do something. It was killing him to just stand there and stare. “Yeah. You’re a natural,” he said just as the last chunk of drywall was removed.

Her cheeks flushed as she stepped back, allowing him room to work. After pulling off the damaged portion, he gathered the pieces and brought them out to the hall. After leaning them against the wall, he turned to find her standing behind him with a few smaller pieces in her hands. Her eyes widened as he stared down at her.

“I, um…” Her voice trailed off as she lowered her gaze. Then she set the pieces down next to the pile he’d just created and moved toward the bathroom.

Zach cursed his pounding heart and swirling thoughts. What was the matter with him? He needed to get his head on straight.

Back in the bathroom, he measured the hole and then focused on cutting the sheetrock. Once the piece was ready, he brought it into the bathroom and set it against the wall. Perfect fit.

Turning, he motioned to the drill and screws that were sitting on the counter. “Can you grab those for me?” he asked.

Danielle nodded and brought them over. She crouched down next to him, looking as if she didn’t know what to do.

“Get a screw and drill and secure the drywall to the stud,” he said, trying to still his heart as it pounded in his chest. She was so close that he could smell her coconut shampoo as she shifted to get a better look at what he was motioning to.

Zach cleared his throat as he pushed his feelings down.

It was pure torture squatting down next to her, securing the drywall. Once it was done, he stood and stepped away. Danielle seemed to have the same desire because she moved just as fast as he did.

“I think I’ve got it covered from here,” he said, giving her a small smile and hoping that she wouldn’t fight him.

Danielle just nodded and excused herself.

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