Zenon's Game Chapter 251

I tried to read his expression after revealing my ulterior motive. Is it crazy to want to inspect someone's leg?

After a second, a small but s*e*xy smirk appeared on his lips.

"I won't stand in your way," he said, "If you think it's Bianca..."

"I don't know Zenon, but I feel like it's someone close to us," I whispered back, my breath catching in my throat as I saw the way he looked at me.

His eyes stared at my lips. I knew he was thinking about how we wouldn't have tonight together.

"We'll find them," he murmured...

And pushed me against my bedroom wall. I glanced at the closed door as his lips came down on mine, "Forget them."

~Cynthia's house~

It was past a 5-year-old's bedtime.

Cynthia was tucking her little siblings in bed, while her father cleaned the dishes and her mother worked. The radio was on in the background and I stared at her parents, watching as they laughed about their kids and talked about their day.

Will I have that one day?

With Zenon?

Imagining Zenon as a parent was like picturing him back at summer camp with Malik, Alicia and Dupree. He'd shown them some tough love at first, before they melted his tough exterior. I knew he had a soft spot for those kids.

"There you are!" Cynthia exclaimed, whipping her hair up as she found me in the living room.

I was putting away the toys.

"Thank you for letting me stay here tonight," I told her.

Her family had been so kind to me, after my Bianca mission had fallen flat. Bianca rejected the request.

Cynthia dismissed my gratitude, "My parents adore you. They said if you keep helping my siblings with their math homework, you can stay forever."

It must be nice having little siblings to look after, especially seeing how they looked up to Cynthia. An innocent love.

But then I remembered Zenon and Jake and myself and Heidi and realized that not all siblings stayed so innocent.

"Let's go to my room," she said, "We have a mattress to blow."

I was on the air bed next to her real bed, while she brushed her teeth in the bathroom down the hall. We had spent the last thirty minutes trying blowing up this blow-up mattress.

I was in my pajamas, sitting cross legged under the bedsheets and texting Zenon when she returned.

"Is that smile for lover boy?" she correctly assumed.

I put my phone down and looked up with a helpless smile. "Speaking of lover boy, what happened between you and Axel?"

Cynthia jumped onto her bed. It was raised much higher than mine, so she rolled over and lay on it, looking down at me.

"Nothing!" she exclaimed, and then hushed her voice to a whisper so her parents wouldn't hear, "I'm getting so frustrated. We were alone in the forest and watching Axel get physical is the biggest turn on. I asked him if he was seeing anyone, and you know what happened then?"

"What?" I asked, sitting on the edge of the bed in excitement.

"You happened," she exclaimed, already laughing at my reaction, "Your crazed scream interrupted us."

My face looked shocked. My fall not only ruined my romantic moment with Zenon... but hers too?!

I didn't realize my vocal cords were so... healthy.

"It killed the vibe," Cynthia said, laying her head on the pillow. "And I was really feeling the vibe..."

"Should I ask Zenon?" I offered, feeling terrible about this, "He'll obviously know if Axel's seeing anyone."

Axel and Zenon were two peas in a pod. It's about time I dragged Zenon into this project. As CEO of the #Austerra fan club, I couldn't believe I ruined their moment.

"Yes, definitely! I need to know before I ask him ou..." she stopped talking as if she heard something.

A few seconds later the bedroom door opened, and her dad poked his head inside.

"Girls, it's time to sleep," he said, "I'll turn the lights off now and trust that you'll be quiet. You don't want my wife to come back in here."

He waited for us to get under our bedsheets and put our phones away. Then he flicked the bedroom switch off and wished us goodnight.

Her parents cared about what time she slept at night?

Do they say goodnight every night or only on special occasions?

"Sorry," Cynthia whispered from her bed, "They're so annoying."

"They're amazing," I whispered back.

A few seconds later, she rolled over to her side and hissed at me, "Are you sleeping?"

I opened my eyes and found her excited face staring down at me. "No."

"They won't hear if we keep our voices down," she whispered, "We haven't caught up about Dubai. How crazy was New Years'? I never expected Axel and the DJ to go at each other like that. What did you think of Lara?"

"She was really nice," I said, remembering the girl who breezed in and out of our life so seamlessly, "Her life seems so adventurous."

"And she's casually the most gorgeous person I've seen," Cynthia added, "She was so chill about everything, including her family's yacht. Axel said she was only a childhood friend but how can you not have a crush on her?"

"If he said that, believe him," I replied, "Did you have fun by the way?"

"Fun?! It was unbelieve and incredible," she answered, "Worth a lifetime of being grounded. It felt surreal hanging out with them. If reality TV ever came to our school, they'd be the cast."

"OK."

What else do I say?

"Candace, I know you haven't been super social before now, but they are the school's obsession," she informed me, as if I didn't know by now, "And I know he's your boyfriend, but still. Zenon Albert, Axel Thomas, Prince Chadwick Roland the whatever, Chioma Dozie, Bianca the b...