Zoe's POV

Alexander stared at me waiting for me to speak.

Wait, was I about to tell him that his father wasn't really his father and that his whole life was practically a lie?

He did a lot of terrible things, but this would be low, even for him. I should probably tell him, but not like this. Especially not because of revenge.

"I have to tell you that," I continued. "Green is not really your colour, it doesn't compliment your eyes." I lied instead.

He just looked at me confused.

I couldn't tell him. At least not like this. Maybe this whole thing was a misunderstanding, I needed to confirm things first.

I walked away from him towards the bed.

I could feel his gaze on me the entire time, I tried to pretend I didn't notice. Hiding this from him was a lot harder than I expected, I'm not good with lies.

I needed to do something to distract myself, something to distract me from the fact that I was technically lying to Alexander.

Maybe I should watch a movie, I wouldn't have to talk to him. If he spoke, I would just use the movie as an excuse to shut him up.

I sat on the bed and settled for a romantic comedy. When Alex settled in next to me, I should have known it was a bad idea. Not because he was incredibly close to me and that I could feel it every time he laughed but because I should have known that he would try and ruin it for me.

"Aaargh," Alexander said staring at the screen.

"What?" I said slapping him on the shoulder. I needed him to be quiet. "Are you allergic to romantic scenes too?"

"How is that romantic?" He questioned.

"It was unexpected and heart whelming," I explained to the sight of the couple now kissing.

"That's a possible sexual harassment lawsuit." He answered.

"You are just so sadistic," I muttered.

"How would you like it if some creep just grabbed and kissed you?" He retorted.

"But he is not a creep," I retorted.

"How do you know that? It's not like they show you everything that goes on in his head. What if he keeps a shrine of her or something?" He answered.

I just stared at him for a while as I tried processing everything. He had a point. How do you explain to a sadist the difference between a romantic scene and just a creepy person?

"You suck the fun out of everything," I muttered instead.

"You're welcome," He whispered back.

Great! He just ruined that for me too. Now pretty much every time I see I scene when a guy grabs a girl and kisses her, I'm reminded of Alexander's words.

"Is he really just about to... "

"Shhh," I said placing a finger on Alexander's lips. He had officially ruined romantic scenes for me I didn't need him to ruin another thing for me.

"Why don't you be a doll and get me some popcorn, and a foot massage," I said.

My feet were killing me.

"Okay, I'll get the room service." He said.

"No, I need you to do it," I insisted.

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I laid awake in bed, I still couldn't believe that I hadn't told Alex the truth, or at least what I thought was the truth.

I didn't want this secret to keep eating me alive anymore. If Sebastian could hide it from Alex for so long, I could wait to tell him after a few days. I didn't know how he would react.

"Come on, let's get out of bed," I heard Alex say.

"I want to stay in and sleep." I groaned.

"I want to get out of here before Lisha thinks of another crazy thing to do," he said.

That did sound like a good idea, I didn't want to face her today either. We would be leaving tomorrow anyway, tonight Steven and I were going to have our meeting, maybe it was a great idea to go out, even if it was with Alex.

By the time I returned from the bathroom, Alex was already fully dressed. Strands of his hair dangling in his face with two of his top buttons left open.

I suddenly felt hot.

How was I supposed to not fall in love with him when he looks like that, my poor heart stood no chance.

But I had to get him out of my head, there was no way anything could happen between us. 'Just remember how mean he is,' I reminded myself.

"We should go," I said walking past him.

We sneaked out of the hotel not wanting to get caught.

"Where are we going anyways," I whispered to him walking down the stairs.

"Just to get something to eat, I have a meeting later on." He answered.

Alex managed to get a car within minutes, it was a navy-blue Audi.

I placed my hand on the door handle, and just then Alex reached for the door as well to open the door for me. For those few seconds that our hands were in contact, I felt an electric shock.

We entered a car. With Alex as the driver, he seemed pretty familiar with the roads.

I noticed Alex smiling throughout the entire drive, it made me wonder what he was thinking.

Just like most of the restaurants around here, it was close to the lake. It was out in the open with flowers decorating the place.

He pulled out the chair for me to sit.

"Why are you acting so nice?" I asked.

"So, if I'm being nice, I'm suspicious but when I'm rude I'm an 'asshat'" He answered quoting my words.

"Oh shit," He whispered to himself.

I noticed him hiding behind the menu. What was he hiding from?

"Alex," A girl yelled walking towards our table.

"Alisha," Alex said.

"It's Alison," She corrected. "How have you been handsome," She spoke running her hand across Alexander's arm.

It takes some level of low self-esteem for you to want a guy who doesn't even remember your name.

She looked at me rolling her eyes then returned her attention to Alex.

"You never called back," she said to Alex.

"Zoe, could you excuse us for a moment," Alex said.

Alex took Alison aside, to the far end of the restaurant.

He probably needed a more 'private' space to flirt with her. He really was shameless.

He was free to live his life.

Alison was moving closer to him. Seeing how she openly tried to find every opportunity possible to touch him, made my blood boil.

"I swear you do not look pregnant from behind; I must say, pregnancy suits you." A guy spoke behind me.

I turned around to see the source of the voice. What captivated me was his accent, something between Irish and British. He was probably a tourist too.

"Thanks," I answered settling into my seat.

"So, what are you here for, business or pleasure?" He asked, his hand leaning onto my table.

What was I here for? Oh yes, I was supposed to have a meeting with Steven regarding a possible partnership.

"I bit of both," I answered instead.

If I had already ordered. Now would have been a pretty good time to take a sip of my drink.

Alex seemed to be deep into the conversation. He didn't belong to me, what he did was none of my business.

"I'm Jacob by the way," He introduced.

I don't know why but I suddenly remembered Jacob from Twilight.

"Twilight," I said.

He chuckled. "Ye," He answered.

"I'm Zoe," I answered.

Jacob and I shook hands.

"Do you come here often? I could recommend some dishes." He suggested.

Just then, I realized that Alex was back, standing behind us and listening.

"You should back off," Alex said. He placed his hand on Jacob's shoulder as if to challenge him.

He took the two of us by surprise. "She's with me," he spoke with a threatening glare.

Wait, was he already done flirting with his girlfriend?

"Okay," Jacob spoke raising his hands.

Alex glared at Jacob until he was out of sight.

I was still shocked by what had happened.

Alison was no longer in the restaurant. I wonder what Alex had told her.

We sat in silence as we both looked at our menus.

Alex looked upset right now, if I asked him right now about what had just happened, we would only end up having an argument.

I noticed Alexander's expression changed. I turned around to see the source of his discomfort. It was yet again another girl who had recognized him.

How many of his ex-girlfriends was I going to have to meet today? How many of them had he brought here before?

"We should go," Alex demanded.

"But I haven't even eaten yet," I whined.

"We should go, you can eat as much as you like later," Alex said holding my arm. He was leading me out of the restaurant, towards the car. "Didn't your mother ever teach you not to talk to strangers?" He continued.

"I was just having a conversation with a nice person after you left me to go to one of your girlfriends," I replied.

"Ex-girlfriend," He corrected.

"And that other one, I noticed you were running away from someone," I said.

"That one was complicated. Why are we even talking about me? We should be talking about why you shouldn't talk to strangers since you clearly didn't have that conversation when you were six, now would be a pretty good time to do so." He retorted.

I rolled my eyes at him. He was back to the old Alexander.

Now I understand what my grandmother meant when she said never to marry or be in a relationship with an attractive man. "Marry the ugliest you can stand," She would always say.

Alexander frantically typed something into his phone.

I wonder where he was taking me now.

I strapped my seatbelt on, I didn't talk to Alex throughout the whole ride.

We stopped in the middle of no were. There was nothing but grass and trees around us.

"Are you going to kill me here?" I asked.

"Come on," He chuckled.

He held my hand and lead us into the open field.

He didn't let go of my hand as we walked down a trail.

After minutes of walking, I noticed a picnic blanket with food already laid out on a blanket.

He finally stopped by the picnic blanket.

"Are you sure this is not for other people?" I asked.

"I had this prepared for us, I wanted for us to be alone." He answered.

Why did he bring me here? Why was he acting so nice?

I can't be alone with him like this, my heart skips a beat every time he is near me. I get butterflies in my stomach at the sound of his voice. Maybe being alone with him like this in the middle of nowhere was the worst idea, I'd probably start blabbing out how I feel about him.

He held my hand as I sat on the pillow.

I was starving by now. All the food still looked warm and freshly cooked. How did he get everything prepared this quickly?

I took a bite into the apple pie first, I moaned as the flavour exploded in my mouth.

I looked up to see Alexander staring at me.

"What are you staring at?" I asked coving my mouth as I chewed.

"Nothing," He giggled turning away.

I took a bite of a strawberry. "What was your first impression of me?" I asked wiping my mouth.

"I thought, I wonder who this short, tiny person is who just ruined my evening. I still wonder how you manage to get anything on the top cupboard." He joked.

"I'm not that short," I chuckled.

"What are you hiding from me?" He asked, his hand pressed on his cheek, his eyes staring into mine. It's like he was unknowingly trying to seduce me.

Was I that transparent? Did he know that I visited his mother's old house? What was he talking about?

"I'm not," I answered anxiously. "But are you?" I asked seriously.

He made me nervous. Just a few words from him and I was probably going to start rambling up the truth. My natural defence system kicked in; I was getting defensive.

I can be more defensive than my immune system.

"Tell me, is there anything that I should probably know about?" I asked.

"What did I do now, I'm sensing a bit of resentment?" He asked.

"No, I'm just asking a genuine question, is there anything that you are hiding from me?" I answered.

I already knew of a few things that he was hiding, for starters that he was trying to take my baby from me. Maybe it was time I confronted him about it,

"Fine, I'll be completely honest with you. The first day we met, I was the one who actually bumped into you and not the other way around. When I found out you were having my baby, I did everything in my power to make sure you never get custody of our child including filing a lawsuit against you, but I realized what a big mistake that was and had the lawyer cancel everything. And I think your kind of hot." He rambled.

I looked at him trying to process everything.

Did he also just confess to trying to take away my baby. Was he being honest when he said he had the lawyer cancel the lawsuit?

Maybe he wasn't as bad as I thought.

Wait, did he just say that he was the one who bumped into me at the club.

"You nagged me for how long about three-hundred dollars? All this time you were the one at fault." I snapped.

He shook his head at me then sighed.

"You drive me to insanity," He whispered.

Wait, did he just say I'm hot? My mind finally registered.

Just then, everything went like a blare, his hand cupped my cheek. Before I could respond, his lips crashed into mine, taking me by surprise.

Our lips moved in sync. My hands moved into his hair, holding onto him for dear life.

My brain froze as I struggled to comprehend anything. Nothing else mattered, just the fact that Alexander kissed me, and I was kissing him back.

For the first time, I let him in. I allowed myself to be vulnerable despite the voice in my head that told me I was being stupid.