After Solitude

Chapter 19

Zoey's POV

I can't believe how relaxing yesterday was. I feel so light, weightless, like a feather falling from the highest perch, floating down but never reaching the ground.

Wyatt was so sweet. I only felt uncomfortable twice. The first time was him first walking in, knowing I was naked with just a towel to cover me then the second time, him accidentally ripping the towel off of me. I know he probably saw my butt, but at least it was just that.

He seemed to not be disgusted though, which made me happy. Nobody has ever seen my body, the only person who's seen the closest thing to me being naked is Wyatt. And I actually felt okay about it!

When Nik and Jett came back home, I was surprised to find myself in Jett's arms so quickly while Nik had a serious look on his face, as if he were in deep thought.

When Nik was helping me rub the cream into my feet, he still seemed tense but finally present. I tried to ask him what was wrong, but all he would say was, "it's nothing to worry your pretty little head about, love", or, "Jett and I just had to deal with business things."

I trust that he will talk about it when he's ready. Maybe he just had a hard day, or got into a fight with Jett but didn't want to worry me about it.

We had a nice breakfast this morning which consisted of English muffins with fluffy cream cheese and tomatoes on it, eggs, and some blueberries. I didn't think tomatoes and cream cheese would be good together, but I was wrong. I enjoyed it quite a bit!

"How're your feet, baby?" Jett asks as we sit in the sun room.

This room is one of my favorites that I've seen so far. I know they have many, many more rooms in this palace, but this one will always be one of my favorites.

"They're feeling a little better! My body absorbed a good amount of fluid last night because the blisters aren't as swollen or painful. I can finally walk without dying inside." I laugh.

Jett smiles at my joke, "good, do you have any idea what you want to do today?"

I take a moment to think. I feel like we've done a lot with all the dates. Even though Wyatt and I didn't go out, two days before that I was out all day.

"Do you have any ideas?" I ask him, not being able to think of anything.

The name Wyatt told me to call all of them crossed my mind, Nik likes sir, Jett likes daddy.

"I have a few ideas." He says, leaning back in his seat with a prize winning smirk.

That look makes me feel funny.

I look at his smokey eyes, waiting for him to tell me what's on his mind.

"Feel like messing with Nik?" He bounces his eyebrows mischievously.

"Yes!" I exclaim excitedly.

"I'm going to walk you to the library, he's in there reading one of his dumb books. Go in there, sit on his lap, and get creative."

I nod, ready to execute the plan.

Wait, a library? That's so cool!

Jett and I walk hand in hand to the library and he gently nudges me in as we make it to the open glass doors.

I sense Nik's presence as soon as my feet step through the threshold. Power, hot power.

He's sitting in a vintage chair that I would love to upcycle one day. A fireplace is burning next to him, popping every few seconds.