** Author's Note: Unfortunately I had technical difficulties (my computer died and I had to buy a new one.) I have been playing catch up wiht multiple projects. I am excited to be able to continue Chloe's journey and hope I didn't leave you waiting too long. I will do my best to make up for the missed time. Thank you for your support. (^v^) **
Chloe left work tired from organizing Francis's files and saw a car across the street. She did a double take to see if Marilyn was behind the wheel and when she was able to make out a male figure she dismissed it and drove out of the parking lot. She was headed to get more paint and had decided to look for a light blue color for the bathroom. She had the feeling that someone was following her and so she changed lanes and took a long detour to the store. She pulled into a spot and gathered her purse, keys, and phone and as soon as she stepped out of her
** A Bonus Chapter for your amazing patience. (^v^) **As Chloe turned out of the parking lot leaving work she felt someone watching her and glanced across the street to see the girl or guy, she still couldn't tell which, from the bar parking lot watching her as she drove by. She was very creeped out but decided it was just another one of her fans who liked to stare, point, and whisper whatever the newest rumor was about her.She had just finished changing when Liam knocked, then came in. He had brought Chinese take-out and was in the kitchen dishing it up when she found him. She took a seat at the kitchen bar and just watched him move about her kitchen. She wanted to ask him about Sunday night, but she didn't know how."Are you into BDSM?" She asked suddenly, and he froze for a brief moment then conti
"Mmm." Chloe moaned and blinked at him, so worn out from not being able to sleep. But on the brighter side, she thought. At least I wasn't asleep long enough to have a nightmare. "Morning, Luv." Liam got out of bed, and she watched his sexy ass flexing as he headed to the bathroom to begin their morning routine. Chloe had a hard time focusing at work and felt as though everyone had gotten an annoy-the-fuck-out-of-Chloe-Harris memo but made sure it didn't get passed to her. Even Michael seemed uncharacteristically needy today. She got a call on her cell and answered it. "Stay away from-" She heard that weird distorted voice that had called her before. "I don't have time for your shit today!" She interru
What's up with hot stuff?Chloe got a text from her best friend the next day on her way home from work. And she sighed as she checked her mirrors for the fiftieth time in the past five minutes.She thought about calling her lawyer to see what she could do about Porter being pissed at her. Between her being on edge trying to stay out his way and on edge trying to get in Liam's way and her nightmares popping up whenever she was finally able to doze off, she wasn't getting much sleep and thought she might be seeing things.She could have sworn the person from the bar was following her. But whenever she tried to get a better look in the mirror there was no one there. She stopped at a light and responded to Kendra.Not cumming along the
Chloe had slept very well in Liam's arms but woke up alone. He was gone on his way to Chicago, and she would be without him for a whole week. She found her package from Kyle that had her calendar in it on the kitchen counter and wondered when she had put it there. She ignored it, grabbing a drink of water then got washed and dressed in her yoga gear and headed out the door just as Kat pulled up. She stumbled over some black roses and did a double take. They weren't in a vase this time, and there was no card they were just scattered all over her doorstep and along the sidewalk leading to her door. She shook her head and decided to ignore them. "Hey, Chloe!" Kat greeted as Chloe hopped into her car and they headed out of town toward the yoga studio. "You look really good today. Kinda like you slept on a cloud."
Chloe came to once again with smelling salts. She was starting to get used to the burning pinching feeling it left in her nose. She looked up into familiar flat stone gray eyes. "Are you okay? Can you tell me your name?" Josh asked her. "Hello, Josh. Mrs. Chloe Ellen Harris, I'd prefer not to give my age, but you already know it pretty well at this point." Chloe told him groggily. "Mrs. Harris, how do you feel?" Josh asked, flashing a light across her eyes and evaluating her well being. "I could be better, but I'll be okay." Chloe looked across the parking lot to where the Lovey-dovey's had been flung. "How are they?" "Could be better but I hope t
"Give her a call then put her in holding cell three." Detective Porter said with a sigh, still rubbing away whatever was eating at him with his eyes closed. Detective Brownstone nodded at Chloe and took her down the hall around the corner and sat her at a desk. Chloe recognized it as Brownstone's desk, having sat there before. Brownstone released the cuffs and nodded at the phone. Chloe went to reach for the phone then paused. While she was upset about Porter's nonsense, it was still bothering her that Monroe had actually hit someone this time."Um, I have a… a concern." Chloe started then looked up at Brownstone. She looked around the room quickly noting a couple of guys hovering over donuts and another random guy clearly sleeping with his head tilted back at a desk in the corner."No one's listening." Brownstone assured her.
Chloe woke up in a pair of Kyle's satin pajama bottoms with a matching top folded into a cloud-like king sized bed and blinked at the New York Skyline out the window. It was Christmas Eve, and she was in New York City. She smiled and stretched then got out of bed and padded to the window."Can't get enough of it, can you?" Kyle asked walking into the room."It's the perfect view of everything. The Bridge and the Empire State Building. I love the Empire State Building and just the whole city right here when you go to sleep and then when you wake up. It's gorgeous.""Mmm." He pulled off a paint-splattered shirt and headed to the master bathroom. "You can live here if you want, you know. Offer still stands.""I know."
"Did the dress come?" Kyle asked as an afterthought almost while they rode the elevator up to his apartment."Yeah," Chloe told him. "It's gorgeous. Did you pick it out?""Mmm.""Thanks. It had to have cost a lot though-""It's nothing." He cut her off then got out of the elevator as it had reached his apartment. I should have known he picked it out. She thought to herself. Gay guys have great taste after all. He told her to get ready while he went to his office to do some work or make some calls she really didn't know. She was just finish