Chapter Fourteen
Khloe Anderson
Using icing, I designed what was the last of one hundred and twenty cupcakes I'd baked earlier, and placed it in its rightful box. It was Friday- Logan grandmother's birthday. I'd decided to prepare two dishes for the meal which I could only guess is a three course meal. The dishes I chose were scalloped potatoes and chicken enchiladas. And for dessert, I prepared different flavored cupcakes each with their unique icing design, and brownies which would be best served with vanilla ice cream and syrup.
I was prepared. Everything was in containers or trays, just waiting to leave my apartment. It was about 4:56 pm and Logan would be arriving any time soon. I'd long ago made up my mind to make him wait just a li
Chapter FifteenLogan NovakI looked at Khloe as she slept so peacefully in my arms, her head buried in my chest. She'd fallen asleep on the ride home from my grandma's party and I'd decided to put her to bed, which explains having to carry her. Heading straight to her door, I held her in bridal style, and her handbag as best as I could. She was so petite in my arms and so peaceful when she's asleep.When we arrived at her apartment door, I placed her on her feet for a second, keeping a hold on her and keeping her standing upright while asleep. She didn't even blink. Her head moved to my shoulder, her hands grasping my flannel shirt as tightly as she could. I smiled at this. She didn't seem aware that she was doing this, but it did make me h
Chapter SixteenKhloe AndersonI sat at my office desk looking at the calendar of events. It was later in the afternoon after the rush hour had long cooled down, and I'd recently left the kitchen to accept orders via phone calls. The upcoming month already seemed to be busy and I couldn't help but be excited.Downstairs, the staff were doing their normal duties and customers were swarming the shop for desserts.I'd just hung up from a wedding cake order when I heard a knock on the office door.Stacie, one of the waitresses walked in. She beamed. "Hey, Khloe. There's a Mia Novak here for you."I looked at her in disbelief, while pro
Chapter SeventeenKhloe AndersonI stood back to look at my creation. I'd decided to make an orange cake for dessert, based on the ingredients that I found in the kitchen, and from how it looked now, I knew it was successful. Mia went on to prepare dinner and I'd only recently began assisting her. Everything was now prepared, and I couldn't be happier.It was nice having someone else there in the kitchen when I was preparing something. In the bakery, I liked handling things on my own, and most times, if someone did join me, it would be done in silence. Mia was very attentive, and moved around the kitchen with so much grace, almost like she belonged there."Come on," she beam as
Chapter EighteenKhloe AndersonI looked at myself in the mirror for what was probably the hundredth time. This dress is too sexy, too tight, too large, too flashy, too pale, too-ugh!Mia had invited me to her annual charity ball, and I wasn't sure what dress was appropriate for such an event, so I had asked Alyssa for assistance. Plain to say, she was certainly serious when she said it would be out of this world. I wasn't certain whom the dress was actually for. She was a more outgoing person than me, and if on her, the dress would do her justice. Me, however, I tried finding every possible aspect of the dress that would be worthy of judgement so I'd have to change into another one.
Chapter NineteenLogan NovakI place gentle kisses against her neck and throat, travelling lower down her body. Her nipples stand at attention through the dress and bra, and my excitement builds at the thought of what's below the fabric. Reaching for the zipper, I carefully unzip her dress and helped her out of it. My breath caught at the sight of the strapless bra that perfectly held up her perky breasts, showing off the valley that men probably got lost in before.Yet, that thought didn't necessarily appeal to me. The realization that men had actually touched her, and made her feel things that I was about to, made me feel...angry.No matter h
Chapter TwentyKhloe Anderson"Hands off, Logan."I removed his hands which were busy running along my curves. At another instance, this action would've been most welcomed. However, being naked and this close to Logan Novak, only dirty things could occur. However, his hands kept torturing me, and I gasped when he instantly grabbed my butt."Logan, I'm serious." I turned around to scowl at him, and I wanted to smack the smirk off his face."Babe, just one more time," he begged, but I chose not to fall for his charms. We'd done it countless times already, and I'm extremely exhausted.
Chapter Twenty-OneKhloe AndersonI dug my hand into the bowl of popcorn and a few fell unto Logan's laps. Trying my best to ignore my actions and the smirk which appeared on his face as his eyes are glued to the TV, I dug right back into the bowl."I think you should clean up your mess," I hear him say a moment later, and the bowl is pushed away, giving me no access to the salty snack. I chose to ignore him, making myself comfortable, and returning my gaze to the television as we watch a movie.When the popcorn I'd been holding on to finished and the urge to have more grew to unimaginable bounds, I felt like the universe had betrayed me. I'd have to reach over him to get the bo
Chapter Twenty-TwoKhloe AndersonI puke my guts out for what seemed to be the fifth time this week. The toilet had become my best friend, and food- my worst enemy. I wondered what had upset my stomach so much thatthiskept on for days. I'd ruled out all the possibilities of it being food poisoning. I hadn't eaten anything strange in the past few days. I'd prepared all the meals that I could remember, and as far as I'm concerned, I'm not allergic to anything.I'd analyzed at all the possibilities. Maybe it's a stomach bug. I'd heard that there's one going around, and maybe somehow, I'd caught it. Which was unbelievable; I didn't get sick. I couldn't remember the last time I'd been this ill.