Step Up 2 Chase Novels & Stories

Chapter 8: Are you interested? "Alissa?" Shane whispered, his voice barely audible. He stared, wide-eyed, as if he had seen a ghost. Cindy, standing beside him, blinked in disbelief. "Alissa? It can't be—" Her voice trailed off when she saw the angel walking down the stairs. As her eyes landed on the man next to her, she couldn't help but admire his striking features. "Who is that guy?" she asked, her curiosity piqued. "He's extremely handsome."

Lyle replies smoothly, his tone leaving no room for argument. I blink, momentarily stunned. What is he doing here? Lyle Grayson wouldn’t be caught dead in a place like this—too common for someone like him. There he is, standing in the middle of the café, exuding the same effortless confidence that used to captivate me. The client shifts uncomfortably, his tone suddenly polite. “Of course. Let’s continue.” I nod, unsure whether to feel grateful or mortified by Lyle’s intervention. Still, I return to the matter at hand, walking Mr. Dawson through the details of his case. This time, he listens, albeit grudgingly, and the meeting concludes without further incident.

Chapman really well! Suddenly, I felt a little amused. It turned out that—by giving me the ticket meant for Wilma—Brandon was just trying to use that fake story to make me feel grateful to him. In reality, he was going to give up his flight duties for her and had even personally planned a northern lights trip for just the two of them. Soon, the boarding announcement for my flight came over the speakers. I looked in the direction of the first-class lounge. Then I turned around and handed my boarding pass to the gate agent.

Clarice next to Lily's high chair. Elijah sitting very straight, staring at Chase like a dog watching a fridge. Chase stands up. Taps nothing against nothing. He doesn't need a glass, the room goes quiet on its own. "Two announcements," he says. "Natasha goes first." "Coward," Natasha says, and stands. "Fine. I've started my own firm. Office is leased, first hire is made, we open next month. You're hearing it before the press does, which matters, because the press has it and it'll print soon."

She stated. Chase's face lit up in a smile. He'd found an opportunity, " Get ready in twenty." He instructed, " we're going phone shopping." He said leaving her arm and walking back to his table. " Umm, it's fine, I'll be able to-" Hailey tries to refute but is interrupted by Chase. " I didn't want to hear it, go. Now." He orders, Hailey let's out a breath and walks out, heading to her room to prepare for the spin off shopping.

“You back for round two?” Stephan pushed away from the tree and stood straight, his legs spread out in front of him. “Damon Chase, right hand of the chief of the Elite Guards.” My smile got wider, “Daddy’s boy knows how to do research!” I kept closing the distance in a way that looked nonchalant but I was cautious. “I know exactly what type of a person you are!” Stephan continued holding his ground. “Yeah? What type of a person are you?” I was up in his face now. “The type that runs to daddy when he is in trouble?” I suddenly gave him a powerful shove.

Heat flooded my skin before my brain caught up. Slowly, I straightened, and lifted my eyes to the mirror above the vanity. Chase. My stepbrother stood right there in my mother’s room, his arms loose at his sides, grey eyes locked on mine in the reflection. Moonlight carved sharp shadows across his face, making him look even more dangerous than usual. “Looking for something?” he drawled, his voice low and lazy, but the way he stepped closer erased any trace of amusement. His chest met my back, solid, warm, and unyielding, and he pressed forward until I had nowhere to go. The edge of the vanity dug into my hips, his body pinning me in place.

Should I tell Chase? I don’t even have a chance to fully process my thoughts before I’m heading for the stairs, gripping the railing and ascending them as fast as I can. I’ve never been up here before, but I know Chase’s room must be on the second floor because I saw Stasia lead him up this staircase the other night.

Shivani di said looking at her. "Okey di..but wake me up if they trouble you." After saying this she leave from the kitchen. Chase is a single child of Nick and Emily and a best friend of my baby Siddhanth. They both do everything together and very protective to their girls but when Chase pulled kyara's here or fight with her Siddhanth won't leave him. They both remind me of Siddharth and Nick. James' sons are only three years old but I know when they all grow up, they four will make a supergroup.

Pulling up outside, I pay the cab and give him a tip, and climb out of the cab. Before entering the hospital, I look up at the building and take a calming deep breath before I enter the building. I don’t know how this visit is going to go, I just hope it will not end up with me running out of Greg’s room in tears again. I’m all cried out. I just want to move forward now, and hopefully, when we get back to Boston, we won’t dwell on the past. Instead of taking the elevator, I decided to take the stairs. Burn off some of those calories from brunch, and it’s only three flights of stairs, so it’s not gonna kill me. Before I reach the floor, my phone starts to ring. I’m surprised it has service in