Zoey’s pov
Rules are easy… until feelings get involved.
Spending time with him stopped feeling strange, that was the first thing I noticed. At the beginning everything between us felt planned, every meeting had a purpose, every appearance had a reason, and every word felt measured.
Now, it wasn't like that anymore. Some days I was just there, in his car, in his office sitting across from him while he worked and somehow it started to feel normal.
That scared me more than anything, we spent more time together than we needed to, not just in public events or meetings, sometimes it was just quiet moments in between.
Care rides that lasted longer than necessary, waiting rooms, and short breaks between his meetings. At first, I thought the silence would be uncomfortable but it wasn't.
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