Chloe“OK, people!” Gina barged into the shop one morning. “I’m back early, and you three! We’re going out tonight to check out this new club. I already made reservations! Hey, who’s the kid? He looks underage? He can’t come. Unless he has a fake ID.” her voice and characteristic blabbering enticed a broad smile, and I dropped what I was doing to greet her.Gina had been my best friend since we met in middle school, and from that moment, we were inseparable. We attended college together, but after graduation, she found a job in the finance sector, and I went for my dream. Although physically opposite, with personalities that didn’t clash on too many common stances, Gina and I had a harmonious relationship and were more like sisters than just best friends. I always believed Mother Nature made a mistake and separated us at birth.I scanned her appearance quickly before I pulled her into a hug, and she returned instantly. “Nice haircut.” It differed from the one she had two weeks ago whe

Chloe‘Should I say something?’ I wondered while sitting beside Gabriel on the uncomfortable bench in the hospital’s waiting area. What’s more, I was wondering the same throughout the ride Gabriel provided, but each time I opened my mouth to speak, I would quickly close them, afraid of sounding stupid.I was focused on Simon and his bleeding nose until we arrived at the emergency room, where a nurse took him away. Even though the waiting area was crowded, I felt like I was all alone in the world with no one else but Gabriel beside me.Too aware of his presence, I twiddled with the phone before I unlocked it and called Gina. Somehow, it didn’t surprise me when the call went unanswered, but I was worried for her, so I redialed.“Don’t bother.” His deep voice rang in my ears, startling me. “She won’t answer tonight.” The certainty with which he spoke made my head involuntarily snap towards him, and my eyes met his grey skies.I swallowed words that urged me to get out, and the next hour

ChloeI left a hundred messages for Gina, but she never responded to any of them, and I was worried about her. However, she was finally with the man she had loved for years - they could use some time alone. Sending in a SWAT team could wait.While I was still stuck feeling the same verve every time I thought about Gabriel Miller.What surprised me was when I started seeing him more often. I met him at the local supermarket where I usually got my supplies. He carried an ice cream container, and since I had no idea where he lived or if this market was a common place for him to get groceries, I found it of no suspicion.A few days later, I spotted him again in the mall where I went shopping and one late afternoon in the park where I loved to jog occasionally.Every time we met, Gabriel never said a word to me; he would nod his head or look me straight in the eye. But whenever our gazes clashed, I would recognize a daring smile in them. They invited me, challenged me. I felt the pull and

Chloe“Tell me you want me,” his labored breath tickled my earlobe as his tongue licked its brims, adding fuel to the fire that was already burning in me.“I want you,” I moaned in response, barely sane. If he continued with those ministrations, I’d die a quick and sweet death!His hot lips moved south to my jawline and further down my neck while his hands skillfully parted my knees to make a place for him to come impossibly closer to me. He slammed his hips against mine, and I felt his growing bulge through a thin layer of clothes that separated us and hurried to get rid of them.Strong fingers squeezed my thighs, causing me to whimper in expectation. As my hands and lips explored his delicious body, his tight muscles flexed under my touch, and I relished in the realization of the power I held over him.If I wanted, I could drive him crazy. If he didn’t make me go crazy first!One pinch to my butt cheek later, and the next thing I heard was the sound of fabric tearing; my blouse ende

Chloe“Gabriel?” surprised to see the object of my every waking thought materialize in front of me, I opened the door widely and stepped towards him, only to have my senses engulfed in a strong smell of alcohol that surrounded him like a cloud. “Are you drunk?” I couldn’t help but ask as if I needed confirmation of his obvious state.Memories of the first time we met flooded my mind, and I flinched internally.“Not enough.” Gabriel’s answer was loud and clear, and it didn’t hide his displeasure. “It seems that no matter how much I drink, I can’t stop thinking about you.” The accusation in his voice startled me, and I stepped back inside, stunned by what he said.My ears must’ve been malfunctioning because what I heard could not be correct. I must’ve imagined it.I made one more step backwards, with my ears drumming with the sound of my rapidly beating heart. But it wasn’t caused by fear, no. I wasn’t scared of Gabriel; I could never be scared of him. Excitement and waking desire pushe