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Visiting hours at the hospital are over at nine, so I imagine Chloe will be home soon. I also remember her saying that Roxanne would be staying over.
I’m not exactly sure what I’m going to do, but I’m here.
I wait and wait like the devil waiting for some poor bastard to slip up so he can consume his soul. Then finally an SUV pulls up on the drive. I don’t know that car.
And I don’t know the guy who gets out of the driver’s seat either.
Who the fuck is he? A cousin? A friend? Or is he some other guy who might have interest in Chloe?
Why wouldn’t he? She’s a beautiful woman. The same one who hooked me with a picture and a kiss.
Chloe gets out of the car and my eyes glue to her. Roxanne slides out, too, carrying some grocery bags, then the three make their way to the front door.
I’m crazy enough to get out of my car, march over there and ask who this guy is. But my mind is at ease when Chloe walks into the house and the guy leans across to Roxanne to kiss her.
The way he slips his arm around her suggests they’re a couple. Good. Problem solved. Back to the previous problem. The one where I’m still trying to figure out why I’m here.
From where I am I can see through the windows on this side of the house. The room at the top left is Chloe’s.
I watch her move into the kitchen with Roxanne and the supposed boyfriend. Then she leaves the kitchen and disappears from my view.
I see her again when she enters her room. My desire returns and I remember I’m a man with no morals when she pulls her top over her head, revealing a black lace bra. I can just make out the outline of her nipples pressing against the fabric. The sight makes me salivate and I remember feasting on those tits.
I can’t see her bottom half and I curse the universe when she walks out of my view and into the bathroom.
She returns ten minutes later wearing pajamas and her wet hair in a messy bun.
Instead of going to bed she heads back downstairs, joining Roxanne and the boyfriend in the living room. They’re watching TV and eating popcorn.
If Roxanne and the boyfriend weren’t there, I’d be inside already. In fact, I would have gotten to Chloe before she even stepped inside the house.
So I guess that answers my question.
I can’t leave her alone.
That’s the answer.
I can’t leave her alone and last night clearly wasn’t goodbye.
The same thing that had me thinking up some game to free her from the debt is back to screw with me.
At the bar I saw her desperation. She wanted the freedom to live her life the way she wanted to after she sent her piece-of-shit boyfriend to jail. I knew that couldn’t have been easy for her, but she did it.
She didn’t need to jump from the frying pan into the fire, the situation I’d thrust on her, so I thought I’d give her a break.
It wasn’t her fault that her mother got herself mixed up with Harlan. And I figured that if Harlan could fool me and people like Jaxon, her mother couldn’t be blamed for falling for his shit.
So I helped Chloe because… I like her. It might even be a little more than that. If it weren't, I wouldn’t be here.
Fuck me. I’m in the worst shit I’ve ever been in in my life, and I’m here sitting in my car on a Sunday night with a woman I shouldn’t want mudding my brain.
I stay here for a few more minutes taking in her soft beauty in the faint flicker of the TV light. Then I make the difficult decision to leave.
But this isn’t goodbye either. As I drive away I think of another excuse to see her again.
I know I have to as soon as possible because she feels like mine.
Chapter Fourteen
