Chloe gathered her luggage and rushed out the door. Jax had volunteered to drop her off at the airport. Apparently, he was having a fight with his girlfriend and wanted to get out of the house and "think for a while." Chloe, of course, had no issues with that. He could think while she stared and drooled.
He was already in the driveway of Aunt Laney's villa and helped Chloe load her luggage into the trunk. Then, he stopped and was the one doing the staring. Chloe blinked a few times, trying to understand what he was looking at. She hadn't had a salad or anything that would get stuck in her teeth. Well, she hadn't even opened her mouth much since he had arrived for him to even notice if something were stuck in her teeth. Did she forget to part comb her hair again? She always forgot something when she rushed. She told herself not to rush so much.
Jax was still staring at her, and it was starting to get awkward. He was looking at her as though he hadn't notic
Chloe was running late as she locked up her house and walked down her sidewalk to the drive where her car, an old Malibu was patiently waiting. Her phone began to ring, interrupting her. She paused to fish it out and saw a mysterious number on the screen. It was a number she didn't recognize, which wasn't saying too much as she really only knew two numbers by heart. She normally had no problem answering such calls since they were most likely a business call of some sort and fairly painless. Lately, however, she'd been getting strange calls from mysterious numbers, she would answer and hear nothing on the other end for about a couple of minutes before the call went dead. The strange phone calls had started coming about two weeks after she returned from her vacation. It had been nearly three months now, and she had gotten a dozen or so of these strange calls from mysterious numbers. "Hello?"
"Are you still trying to sell your house?" Kyle asked her. "Well I have it listed, but my real estate agent tells me it takes time, so I have to be patient. But it's hard being here with everyone giving me those looks that turn my stomach and make me want to both confront them, telling them, I'm innocent and also hide in the corner like I've done something." She told him then heaved a sigh. "Sorry, I'm always unloading my frustrations on you." "I'll always listen." He told her then smiled slightly with that cute crooked smile of his she rarely saw but loved so much. "What are friends for?" "Mhm." She nibbled on the appetizer and wished she could pronounc
Chloe had thought about Kyle's offer later that night and even googled all the cities he'd mentioned. She'd been to New York before when she was little just before her mother died. Her mother had always wanted to go so her father conspired together with his mother and they were able to finally send her before it was too late. Chloe's grandmother had more money than she knew what to do with but she didn't believe in handing it over to her kids or grandkids for that matter. She wanted them to learn the value of a dollar through hard work. And they did for the most part. Chloe's father had done fairly well with his business although much of that success went to paying for hospital bills when her mother got ill and then again when he got sick. And Chloe’s aunt Delaney had more than enough money. She was a successful fashion stylist who had married a very successful movie producer.Chloe had been to
Chloe was dressed in one of the outfits her Aunt had bought for her when she went to visit. She had no idea how much this particular outfit had cost, her aunt had made her stop looking at the price tags. They had hit up all the stores on Rodeo Drive and would have done more damage, but Chloe hadn't had much time before her flight. She got a few outfits complete with shoes and some boots and winter coats her aunt insisted on. She was currently wearing a Max Mara dark gray asymmetrical gathered dress in wool and silk with a pair of black suede Valentino booties. At least that's where she thought they were from but couldn't entirely remember. She had on a wool coat and knew by the way everyone looked at her that the cost of the outfit was much more than any of them would ever dream to afford.It didn't help that one of the rumors circulating had been somewhere along the lines of her murdering her husband and
Chloe had spent the better of the week with Michael, her new assistant. Getting him a desk set up just outside her new spacious office and showing him the ropes of the place. She had him well versed in the general functioning of their site by the end of the week and planned on going into the client files next week in detail. He should be good enough to take over by the end of next week for sure, Chloe thought to herself as she waited for the realtor. Hopefully, we can find a way to get this house sold soon. There was a knock on the door a few minutes later."Sharon, come in," Chloe told the realtor as she held the door open."Thank you." Sharon came in and took a
Chloe headed to the lawyer's office but stopped at Dave's coffee shop on the way over. She had been putting off the reading of the will as long as possible, and she couldn't come up with any more excuses. She had promised her father-in-law that she would meet him there this afternoon and so that is what she had to do.She turned to head out of the shop after getting her coffee, the best in town, and almost smashed right into a tall solid wall of man. She looked up from his scuffed brown derby shoes and took in his expensive gray suit that probably cost at least that of one of her new outfits. His silk navy tie was tucked into his vest, and his strong jaw was accessorized with a five o'clock shadow. He towered over at just over six feet, and she could sense his thick dusty brown hair was just as wildly all over the place as always, but she forced herself to stop before she got too close to being sucke
Mr. Harris walked quietly with Chloe until they reached the entrance to the building. He turned to her and stood for a moment looking over her shoulder before finally talking. "He was my boy, and I loved him probably best of them all, but you have always been good to me, and I hope to keep you as a daughter after this if you let me." He was still looking over her shoulder. He cleared his throat and looked into her eyes before finishing. "I'm sorry for how he has treated you even in death." "Thank you." Chloe looked into her father-in-law's eyes and saw the conflict and sorrow that ate at him. "I'm not sure how I feel about all this, but I loved him since I was fourteen and even before. He has been an important part of my life, however, imperfect it turned out. I will honor the good times and move on from here with my life. Jerrod
"How do you not know where Screaming Brain Freeze is?" Chloe asked."Never had a need for a brain freeze." He said keeping his eyes on the road and adjusting the seat at the light."Even as a kid?""Didn't spend a lot of time here as a kid." He answered now adjusting the rear view mirror."Oh." She wasn't sure if it would be rude to ask why. Maybe his parents had a messy divorce. Maybe he was sent off to boarding school. Maybe he had witnessed a heinous crime and was put into witness protection and given a new identity and finally after years and years all those involved had died someway or another, and he was free to return to his life. No, there's no way that could be it.