As much as Anna wished she could stay for the rest of the afternoon and fall asleep in his arms again, she knew she couldn't, her family would quickly notice her absence, and she still had homework to catch up on before school on Monday. "I can't, my family is big on the family dinner thing," she said softly. "But we can hang out after school every day during the week," she added in response to his disappointed facial expression. "And next weekend I will come sleep over again, and maybe I will get you an invitation to next Sunday's family dinner." Zack sighed dramatically, but his expression softened at her words. "Fine," he said, his tone playful. "I guess I can share you with your family for one night." he pressed a quick kiss to her lips. "Every day after school, huh? I like the sound of that." His hands slid up her back, tracing her spine. "And a family dinner invite?" he asked, a smirk playing on his lips. "You are really committing to this, aren't you?" He chuckled softly. "Alright, I will behave myself," he promised. "But only because it means I get more time with you." He reluctantly let go, watching as she started to gather her clothes. "Hurry up and get dressed," he urged. "The sooner you leave, the sooner you can come back."
Anna slowly put on her clothes, starting with her underwear and ending with putting on a simple black dress. She picked up the rest of the clothes scattered across the floor and put them in her purple sports bag. "Hey, this... This thing between us, it's long term right. So, we have all the time in the world, don't we?" she said tentatively, hoping for some kind of reassurance. Zack's green eyes meet hers, and a soft, genuine smile spread across his face. "Long term?" he repeated, his voice low and sincere. "Fuck yes, it's long term." he shifted on the bed, so he is seated at the edge, and he pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly against his bare chest. "You are not getting rid of me that easily," he murmured into her hair. "We are in this for the long haul." His hands stoked her back soothingly, and she felt herself relax into his embrace. "All the time in the world," he agreed. "We have forever." He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Now go on," he said, giving her a light smack on her butt. "Before I change my mind and keep you here all night." He walked her to the bedroom door; his arm wrapped possessively around her waist. "Text me when you get home," he ordered. "And dream about me."
"Dream about you?" Ann repeated, "Hmmm... I think I can manage that," she said as she picked up her purple sports bag. "Me naked on your motorcycle perhaps," she said teasingly, and she bite her lower lip. Zack's eyes darkened at her teasing words. His grip on her waist tightened. "Naked on my motorcycle?" he repeated, a low growl rumbling in his chest. "Fuck, now that's a fantasy." He leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear. "You will have to tell me all about it when you get back," he murmured. "Every detail." His hand slid down to cup her ass, giving it a firm squeeze. "Maybe next time you come over, we can make it a reality," he suggested with a wicket grin. He pressed a hard, quick kiss to her lips before pulling away reluctantly. "Go on, get out of here before I decide to take you for a ride right now." He opened the door and gave her a gentle push towards the stairs. "Text me," he called after her, his voice filled with promise and longing.
With a big smile, Anna went down the stairs and out the front door. Halfway to her house, she texted him; "I miss you already." Zack's phone buzzed almost immediately after Anna left. He pulled it out and saw her text, a wide grin spreading across his face. "I miss you already," he reads aloud, his heart doing a little flip. He quickly typed back: "Miss you too, baby. Can't wait until tomorrow." He flopped back onto his bed, staring at the ceiling. The room still smelled like her, and he breathed in deeply, savouring the scent. His phone buzzed again with another text from Anna; "Dreaming of me naked on your motorcycle." Zack let out a low laugh. "Fuck, you are killing me," he replied. He imagined her straddling his motorcycle, her bare skin glistening in the sun. The thought made him instantly hard. He tossed his phone aside and reached for his cigarettes, lighting one up as he stared out the window into the darkening sky. He couldn't wait for tomorrow to come. As he took a puff of the cigarette and blew the smoke out so it curled towards the ceiling, he couldn't stop thinking about Anna, images from the weekend flashed through his mind. The way she bites her lower lip when she was trying to be seductive or the way she blushed when he said something nice. The way her eyes shut when she had an orgasm...
After family dinner, Anna lay in her bed, her body exhausted from the activities of the weekend, but still there was a bright smile on her face. She could feel the butterflies in her stomach flying around happily. She used to feel this way a lot when she was younger, and she had seen or thought about Zack. She had not felt it in quite a while... Anna shook her head, trying to dispel the negative memories of the past. 'None of that anymore. I am going to be happy and enjoy every second with Zack for as long as it lasts. Yeah, sure a million things could go wrong... And the public announcement tomorrow could cause trouble with Evan... But I choose to be happy,' Anna thought, hugging her pillow to her chest.