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stomach. He pulls me back and I go willingly, until my back is against his chest. He presses his face into my hair and places both hands on the sides of my thighs. He slowly trails his fingers up until he reaches my waist, then one arm goes around my middle and the other across my breasts. He holds me tightly with his breath stirring in my hair.
    “Why do you need me to make you feel better?”
    I rub my arse against his groin, hoping to edge him on. “No questions, Zac, just fuck me.”
    He turns me around and pins me against the table with his body. I can feel the edge of the table digging into my lower back. “Tell me and I’ll make it go away,” he whispers. He takes hold of my chin and for a moment I fight him. He nudges harder, until I relent and look up at him. “Tell me what makes you undress like this? What makes you beg to be fucked so you’ll forget it?”
    Shame washes hot over me and I feel my cheeks burning. I scramble to regain my composure and to save what’s left of my pride, I lash out. “I’m not looking for a one-on-one session. I’m just looking for a good shag. Either you want to do me, or you don’t. You don’t need to make a meal of this!”
    Zac doesn’t even look at my body, but keeps his eyes locked on mine. “Don’t do this, Chloe. Just talk to me.”
    “I’m fucking naked, does it look like I want to talk?” I yell at him. I try to push him back so I can get dressed. This was the biggest mistake of my life. My cheeks feel like they’re on fire with embarrassment.
    Zac pushes me back against the table, blocking me in with his hard body. “You’re not going anywhere until we have this out. You came here looking for sex and I want to know why. What is it you’re trying to fuck out of your system?” Anger lingers in his voice and I see it slowly start to burn in his eyes.
    I glance to the side, avoiding his eyes. “Why do you have to be so damn insistent? Most blokes would enjoy a good shag and then let me hit the road, why can’t you?”
    “Because I care about you,” he says as if it I should know this already.
    I feel a small tremor of shock settle in my stomach. “You care about me? Are you bloody nutters? There’s nothing to care about.”
    I push against him again and finally get him to move. “Why is it so hard for you to believe that I can care about you?”
    I swipe my clothes up and get dressed fast. Anger is boiling hot inside of me and I can’t keep it in. Once I’m dressed I swing back to face Zac. “How can you say you care about me after being married to Laurie?” I know I shouldn’t go there, but I do. This is what I do, I destroy things just like my father. “She is this perfect memory and you want to taint it by settling for me? Really, Zac, you can do so much better.”
    I storm out but before I reach the front door Zac grabs a hold of my arm, yanking me back against him. “Firstly, Laurie isn’t just a memory, she’ll always be a part of my heart. Secondly, you and Laurie are two totally different women. I will always love Laurie for the beautiful woman and wife she was, but that doesn’t mean I can’t love again. You are beautiful in your own way. You’re bubbling over with life and that makes you stunning and easy to care for.”
    I rip my arm from his hold and hate the tears lying shallow in my eyes. Why the hell does he have to be so nice? “You’re making a mistake. The only thing beautiful about me is my tits and arse. Whatever else you’re seeing is because you’re blinded by it. As soon as you get used to this body you’ll move on to find a tighter arse and bigger tits. You will only ever love Laurie.”
    I run out, straight for the car. I don’t look back to see the result of my destructive words. Once I’m on the way home, I allow the tears to flow freely.
    ~*~

Chapter Twelve
    The Civil Wars – The One That Got Away
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dunq3wzZw9I
     
    Zac~
    What the hell just happened?
    I stare at the open