Thinking of Zoe

By Daria White

Falling for her brother’s bandmate? Not in the plan. But some sparks refuse to stay quiet.

Zoe has worked hard to rewrite her story. No more impulsive mistakes. No more letting people down. Especially not her family—who still see her as the reckless one. She’s got goals now. A fresh start. And zero time for distractions... including the charming, off-limits drummer her brother just introduced her to.

Alex lives life behind a drum kit and a guarded heart. He’s not looking for love—especially not with his bandmate’s sister. But from the moment he meets Zoe, there’s something about her that pulls him in. Something honest. Something real.

What starts as innocent attraction quickly turns into a connection neither of them expected. But when family loyalty, past mistakes, and fear of falling too hard collide, Zoe and Alex must decide: is this just a spark—or the start of something worth fighting for?

A clean, heartfelt romance full of slow-burn chemistry, emotional tension, and forbidden love that’s impossible to ignore.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Daria White
• Release date: Aug 29, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463208489

Daria White

Daria has lived in Texas for most of her life. She never enjoyed reading as a kid. In fact, she almost hated it. However, as she grew up, that all changed. Though she received her degree in healthcare management, Daria kept her writing as a hobby. She meant it to be private and her own way of expressing herself. It never crossed her mind to publish until she was in college. She took a chance and published. It worked!

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Thinking of Zoe

A Bridge Point Romance

Daria White

(A Sweet Romance Novella)

Thinking of Zoe

Daria White

Copyright © Daria White 2020

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Bonus Scene

About the Author

Stay in Touch

Thanks from Daria

Thinking of Zoe

(A Sweet Romance Novella)

Chapter 1

Zoe could turn her life around. She’d made progress already. Sitting in a comfortable chair in Dr. Burns’ office, she squeezed the pillow on her lap. Despite the times she had been before, she could never get past the leather and upholstery scents in the air. 

She stared at Dr. Burns’ small fountain on her wooden desk, the trickling water filling the background. Zoe sighed. Today was the day. She decided what to do.

Dr. Burns adjusted her glasses. You told the Hayes family of your plans?

Zoe nodded. My last day with them was yesterday. Though their twins are only ten months, I think they knew I wasn’t coming back.

Are your nanny days behind you? Dr. Burns asked.

Right now they are. I want to finish school.

And you believe online is the best approach? At least for now? Dr. Burns never failed with asking questions, always wanting Zoe to think things through.

I think... I want to finish online. Being on campus... She paused. The thickness in her throat increased, but she continued. It’s for the best.

Dr. Burns gave a bright smile. She flipped her medium length blonde hair and rested her manicured hands in her lap. I’m happy for you, Zoe. Have you told your parents your plans?

She shook her head. They only know I’m moving back to Bridge Point.

Good. I think you’ve proven yourself enough already.

The corners of Zoe’s mouth turned up. She hadn’t told her parents of her visits with Dr. Burns. They wouldn’t understand. Not only did her salary as a nanny pay for her therapy sessions, but Zoe could take care of herself without the help of her parents. Working for an NFL football player and his entrepreneurial wife for almost a year paid well. 

The Mills family didn’t believe in therapy, not even after losing her oldest brother, Tony. They moved on with their lives. Zoe twisted her earring. She’d tell them later, once she proved herself.

I’ll tell them the rest later. She set the pillow to the side. I have to get going, if I’ll make it to Bridge Point by this evening.

Dr. Burns rose to her feet, her height towering over Zoe in her five-inch heels. Keep in touch. I’m here for you. She bent to hug her patient.

Zoe blew out her cheeks, refusing to cry. Thank you. You’ve helped me more than you know.

She exited Dr. Burns’ office and walked across the parking lot to her Chevrolet Sonic. Connecting her Bluetooth to her car, she called her mother.

How’s my baby girl? her father answered.

Dad? Hi? Where’s Mom? she asked, buckling her seatbelt. 

She stepped away for a moment. How are you?

I’m okay. I’m all packed for Bridge Point.

Are you sure about this? You know how your mother’s—

Jackson is there, so I won’t be alone. It’s better than... you know.

Her father sighed. I know. I’m happy you’re doing what’s best for you. Here’s your mother. Love you.

Love you, Zoe said as she rested her head against the headrest.

Hi, honey? her mother said, her voice sounding chipper.

Hey. I wanted you to know I’m leaving for Bridge Point. I should be there by this evening.

Call your brother as soon as you get there, her mother said, her protective tone coming through the speakers. 

Zoe laughed. I’m not a little girl anymore, Mom.

I know but I want to make sure you... get there safely.

Zoe ignored the flashbacks. Dr. Burns told her when they came, she needed to focus on the present. She didn’t have to deny her past, but she couldn’t let it hold her back anymore. If it makes you feel better, I’ll call him.

It does, her mother said.

Zoe tapped her fingers on the steering wheel. I’ll let you know when I get there. With that, she hung up with her mother. She needed to get on the highway to Bridge Point.

Chapter 2

Zoe’s stomach growled at the meat grilling and the onions frying at Pam’s Diner. She managed to get a job as a waitress, while settling into her new apartment. She wasn’t too far from her brother’s place. He made sure of it. 

The stools squeaked at the counter as truckers sat in their seats. Zoe added Pam’s famous blueberry pie to the whiteboard of daily specials. Wiping her hands on her apron, she headed back to her customers. Mr. Baxter’s eyes sparkled. The man was only sixty-four, but he was handsome as ever, resembling the classic movie star Steve McQueen. 

One more cup for the road, Zoe, he said.

Zoe poured more coffee inside his mug. Though she’d only been at Pam’s Diner for two weeks, the regulars of the place already embraced and treated her like family. No wonder Jackson moved back to Bridge Point. 

There you go, Zoe said. Anything else?

How about Pam’s blueberry pie to-go? He winked at her.

Zoe giggled. I’ll have that for you in a minute.

The bell jingled, signaling more customers. Zoe lifted her eyes to see her brother and his new fiancé. She held up a finger, and Jackson nodded, realizing she needed a minute. After serving Mr. Baxter his pie and receiving payment for his meal, Zoe walked over to visit with her brother. The rush of customers were dying down.

Jackson stood and hugged her tight. How’s your day going?

Zoe patted his back and moved on to hug Bailey. Busy. How are you two? She sat across from them in the booth.

Bailey tucked her hand in Jackson’s. Well... our tour’s been extended!

Zoe’s eyes widened. Seriously!

Jackson nodded. We can’t believe it either. It’s not national yet, but not only are we booked again in Houston and Dallas, we got San Antonio and Austin this time around. Ticket sales are crazy according to Liam.

Zoe grinned, recalling meeting their manager. That’s exciting. I’m happy for you both.

You like your new place? Bailey asked. Let me know if you need help to unpack anything else.

They both had done so much for her already, even bringing in Tommy and Noelle to help. Alex didn’t show. Zoe rubbed the back of her neck. She didn’t care if he showed up. He probably was on a date with another woman.

I think I got it. Plus, I don’t want to impose on you two, she said.

Jackson’s eyebrows furrowed. We want to help. How’s that imposing?

Zoe tilted her head to the side. I can take care of myself, big brother.

He narrowed his eyes at her, but a slight smile gave him away. Okay, I won’t push. He pointed at her. But you need to make sure you—

If I need anything, I’ll call you, she said, finishing his sentence.

I think she can handle it, Babe, Bailey said.

Women sticking together, I see. He gestured between the two of them.

Zoe took the opportunity to high-five her future sister-in-law. 

***

Where are you? Zoe rummaged inside her purse for her cell phone. She stood outside of Bridge Point’s bookstore. The breeze stirred her long curls and slid across her cheeks. Roslyn’s, her friend from college, face showed on the screen. 

I can’t believe you left me here in Houston, Roslyn said.

Zoe laughed. You could come to Bridge Point. It’s not so bad here.

Small town life? Maybe, but I like the city life. How’s your new place? 

Enough room for me. I have a book to pick up at the bookstore, and then I’m heading to the park. Zoe patted her shoulder bag. She couldn’t get to the park soon enough.

Did you hear? 

Hear what? Zoe raised an eyebrow.

About Jayden, Roslyn said. 

Zoe swallowed. She hadn’t talked to Jayden since... she released a cleansing breath. Not since... you know.

Well... he’s married. I didn’t want you to find out on social media. His new wife posted a picture, and I recognized him, Roslyn said.

Zoe nodded. I didn’t know. Thanks for telling me. Was Jayden happy? She hoped it was true. She closed her eyes, recalling the dim fluorescent lighting in his hospital room and the soft drip of fluids. Hand sanitizer had mixed with the smell of latex gloves. 

Seeing her boyfriend in his hospital bed, she had touched a hand to her own bandaged head. When he opened his eyes, his nostrils had flared. Zoe’s chin had dipped. Her chest had tightened.

Zoe? Roslyn said.

Zoe blinked. Swallowing hard, she backed away from the bookstore. She could pick new favorites another time. I’m okay. I hope he’s happy.

After what he—

Doesn’t matter. It’s not like he was wrong, Zoe said.

Z?

I have to go, so I’ll call you this weekend. Okay? 

Okay.

Zoe hung up and turned the corner for her car. The drive to the park didn’t take long, and she made herself comfortable on a bench. Birds chirped while squirrels leaped from tree to tree. The wind sighed through the trees, and Zoe took out her camera.

Her right hand gripped the side while the other held her camera secured underneath the bottom. Clicks followed as she captured moments of small children playing with parents, while bikers rode along the trails.

Zoe sighed as she clicked away, not caring if the shots were perfect or not. She wanted to forget, but she couldn’t forget Jayden. Her first love. He had moved on with another woman. Jayden married? 

She meant what she said to Roslyn. She wanted him happy. The pain in the back of her throat increased, but she clicked away. She’d