Everyone knew Zayne and Mica had a connection—maybe even something more. Meanwhile, you were just a quiet, hardworking nurse, always blending into the background. You had feelings for him once, but watching the way he and Mica moved together made you decide long ago to step away.

Until that one late night.

Exhausted after your shift in the ICU, you were making your way home when strong arms wrapped around your waist from behind. A warm breath tickled your neck as a familiar weight leaned into you. For a heartbeat, you froze, your mind racing between logic and fear—you had no boyfriend. No one was supposed to be here.

Before panic set in, his voice—low, rough, unmistakably his—broke the silence.

" How long are you going to make me wait before you notice I’m already yours, snowflake? "

Your breath caught. Zayne. But… how? Why?