Chapter 80

Eighty

Chloe

"What the hell was that all about?" Addison spat as soon as we walked into the house.

The car ride had been silent- surprising if you as me, I could swear Addison was ready to burst into a raging tantrum with each passing minute. But she held it in like the champion she was and unleashed it when she was sure we were in the safety of my home.

Bravo. She deserved more credit.

Leaving the Hamptons home had been like walking through the wilderness. Addison had helped me readjust my appearance, but my dress had become rumpled around the chest area, thanks to Nathan's constant tugging, and my hair had lost a few pins. If I had changed my hairstyle completely, the press would suspect something had occurred at the party. And they wouldn't be wrong.

My body zinged and tingled at the memory if being pressed up against the door. Against Nathan. His hard body bearing down on me. I closed my eyes, trying to get rid of the memory. I shouldn't be happy. Dammit, I shouldn't be satisf