Chloe stared at him in amazement. "About what?" She said, dumbfounded.

Brady laughed. "About you and I. I think you know that my feelings for you are anything but platonic. I mean, I know we argue and everything, but who doesn't? I don't hate you, or even remotely dis-like you. But you knew that. And I'm pretty sure you don't hate or dis-like me either. So, tell me, Chloe, am I right?"

Chloe stared at him, unable to find her voice. After a few minutes, she forced words out. "But, you said you hated my singing. You said it "Lacked heart"...." She said feebly.

"Yes. That was before I knew you. That was before I knew that everything you do is with your heart and soul. If you don't give it your heart and soul, then you obviously aren't doing it at all. At least, that's how it is with you." He said, smiling at her shocked expression.

"Oh. Um...Yeah." was all Chloe could say.

Brady laughed a deep, soulful, pure laugh. "Is that a "Yes, Brady, I feel the exact same as you."? Or is that a "No, stupid, I hate you and if you ever come near me again I'll kill you."?"

Chloe still stared, shocked and dismayed. 'How can he think I hate him?' She thought. "Well, there's only one true way to answer that, Brady. Are you ready?"

Now, it was Brady's turn to be shocked. He visibly tensed, and then answered a meek "Yes."

Chloe motioned for him to lean closer. He did as instructed by Chloe's index finger, bending up and down at him.

"Yes, Brady, I feel the exact same as you do." She whispered in his ear. Then, she sat back a little, and kissed his lips slowly. She felt him smile as he wrapped his arms around her and returned the kiss. "What do you think you're doing, Black?" Someone shouted.

They parted and Brady turned to see his Uncle Phillip standing less than 100 feet away. Chloe stood up, grabbing Brady's hand and pulling him up as well. "What is he doing?" She asked. "He's doing this." She leaned in and kissed him again, more passionately, with more intensity and fire. People in the next town would have easily gotten burned by the fireworks between them. Brady kissed her back hungrily, happily.

Phillip interrupted yet again, saying, "But why?"

Chloe answered, replying "Why not?" and smiling happily at Phillip. Again, she turned to Brady, engaging in another round of explosive kisses. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and his arms found their original position around her slim waist. They both smiled through their kisses when Phillip stormed out of .COM.

"Mission Accomplished!" Chloe said, smiling as she wrapped Brady in her arms for another kiss.

"Wait, what did you mean by "Mission Accomplished"?" Brady asked, pulling away from Chloe.

"Not what you think, Brady."

"Oh really? Then please, Ms. Chloe Lane, enlighten me. What do I think you meant?"

"Okay, Mr. Brady Black. I will enlighten you. You thought I meant that I was doing this all in hopes Phillip would see us and make him jealous and angry and want me back. And you know what, Brady? You're wrong. You're dead wrong." Chloe exclaimed, tears springing to her eyes as she swerved around Brady.

"You know me too well, Chloe." He said, grabbing her arm and pulling her back in front of him. "I'm very glad you do though. You're the only one I trust."

"Then why did you think that?"

"Because I love you. I jumped to conclusions. I shouldn't have, but I did...."

"Wait, what did you say, Brady?"

"I said I jumped to conclusions and..."

"No, the first part."

Brady smiled and kissed her softly. "Because I love you, Ms. Chloe Lane. Because I love you."

Chloe smiled. "I love you, too, Brady." She laughed. "In a million years, did you ever imagine this?"

They both looked around them. "Yes, I have. You have too. Admit it!" He exclaimed, tickling her.

"OKAY OKAY! I have! I admit it!" She said, laughing.

"But, I imagined mine a little differently..."

"How?"

"Aw, never mind! It's getting late. I should take you home."

"What if I don't want to go home, Brady?"