Darling... it's me.

Meanwhile, as soon as Zoey reached the bathroom, she slammed it closed and leaned her back against the door. "Gosh…" Under her breath, she breathed heavily as she closed her eyes.

Shortly, her shaking knees gave way and made her collapse on the floor dramatically. "Who wants to be just friends with you…" She whispered, still breathing heavily as she felt her face heat up.

Of course, she didn't want to be 'just' friends with him. He was her husband, technically. At the very least, seven years from now, they were legally married and expecting a child whom they loved even before he or she was born.

The reason Zoey could barely keep herself together whenever he made his advances!

 Considering they didn't talk for two weeks, Zoey's heart and soul longed for his presence and embrace. She was so vulnerable at the moment that she nearly lost her mind and threw herself at him.