The two of them were being all lovey-dovey for a little while longer. After a satisfying meal, Damien Vaughn had his arm around Cecelia Archer, and they were watching TV on the living room sofa when Cecelia’s phone rang.
It was a rare call from Zeke Walton.
It had been a while since she’d seen Zeke, so Cecelia quickly answered.
"Zeke, what’s wrong?"
"What are you up to? I’m really frustrated about something and wanted to talk. You got a minute?"
Cecelia had no idea why he was frustrated.
The rollout of his site, "Just For You," had been going exceptionally well ever since it launched. She’d heard he had even teamed up with various other brands and was in talks to get them on his platform.
It seemed he was turning a website that once only sold fruit into a comprehensive e-commerce platform.
’His business is getting bigger and bigger, so what could he possibly be frustrated about?’
"I have time. Go on, what’s wrong?"
Zeke sighed. "It’s about Amina. I don’t know what’s gotten into me lately. If I don’t see her for even a little while, I feel miserable and anxious. I had a family thing last night and had to sleep at home, and I was so on edge I couldn’t sleep a wink. Cecelia, what do you think is wrong with me? I haven’t fallen for her, have I?"
’For a grown man who was always claiming to have a crush on this person or that person to ask such a childish question... Cecelia was left speechless.’
"Well, from the way you describe it, it sounds like a possibility."
"You’re perfectly normal, Zeke. You’ve never even given it a shot with a girl, so why would you label yourself like that? You and Amina are around the same age, and you’re both single. If you like her, you should go for it."
"But I’m not sure if this is actually love. If I said I didn’t like her, that wouldn’t be true—I worry about her, I miss her. But if I said I do like her... we sleep in the same bed every night, and I don’t have any of *those* kinds of thoughts about her. I’m just so confused right now."
When it came to that, Cecelia really didn’t understand men, so she handed the phone to Damien Vaughn.
"You’re the expert on this. You explain it to him."
Damien had heard every word of their conversation.
’So, I’m not Zeke’s number one best friend anymore, huh? Cecelia is. He’s even talking to her about something this private...’
"In my experience, you’ve 100% fallen for her."
Damien’s voice suddenly cut in, startling Zeke.
"How are you with her? At this hour, what are you two..."
"We registered our marriage. From now on, I’ll be by her side every day."
"What? When did that happen? Holy crap..."
"Never mind us, let’s talk about you. I don’t think liking someone means you have to have a sexual urge for them. The deepest kind of affection is careful and restrained. All you want is for her to be happy, and you don’t think about anything else."
Cecelia: "..."
But on the other end of the line, Zeke was nodding along enthusiastically. "Yes, yes, that’s exactly how I feel! I guess I really have fallen for her. How is that possible? I used to think I had zero interest in women. Not a single one!"
Damien said, "You hang out with a bunch of guys all day and were constantly harassed by Simone Vaughn. It’s a miracle you could get interested in anyone at all. So, I guess I should congratulate your parents. They don’t have to worry about you continuing the family line anymore."
Zeke himself was thrilled for a moment.
But soon after, he sighed wistfully.
"But what good does that do? She’s so hard to win over. I doubt I even have a chance. She’s dense as a rock when it comes to romance, completely clueless. And I don’t think she likes me at all."


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