Chapter 105

Zoey’s POV

2. Hot Sex With Her Crush

“Ha-hi.” I stammered as he idly glanced at me like I was some middle schooler who'd come knocking at a random house for some candy.

I wasn't that short, honestly. If I wasn't standing before a 6-foot ex-athlete, I swear I wasn't.

But typical Jake makes petite girls like me feel so small, so I stepped back in order to raise my head and meet his eyes without straining my neck.

“Mrs. Gray is home, right? I have-

“You haven't answered the fucking question, Zoey.” Hissing, he cut me off.

“What the hell do you think you're doing at my house at this time of day with that?” He asked, and I couldn't miss the irritation in his voice as his stare flickered from the fruit basket—now mixed up haphazardly after I dropped it all carelessly on the ground—then up to my awkward expression as I tried to mask the blush on my cheeks with pure, innocent oblivion.

As if his presen