No Contact - Chapter 3



It had been a full week since Chloe's last contact with Brady. In that time she had three more dreams about her and Brady. She felt so guilty. Philip was her boyfriend and she cared for him, but she couldn't help to think about Brady. Chloe picked up her phone after acknowledging the incessant ringing.

"Hello"

"Hey Chloe, it's Belle"

"Hey Belle"

"Do you still want to go shopping for dresses to the last blast?"

"Sure Belle"

"Okay meet me at my house in an hour I'm at Dot.Com but I'm on my way home. I can't wait. This is so exciting" Belle squealed enthusiastically.

Brady flinched as he stretched out his legs. He moved to the weights and began to lift them. His body ached but he pushed himself harder, determined to get his body back to 'normal'. Brady threw his clothes off into a heap on the bathroom floor. He stepped under a warm massage of hot water. The water trickled down his worn body soothingly. Brady was pulled out of his trance by the sound of the doorbell. He peeked his head out of the shower door straining to hear. Brady stepped carefully onto the ceramic tiles, grabbing a fresh towel pulling it around his waist. He moved towards the door slowed down only by pure exhaustion. He opened the door to a surprised Chloe.

"Is..is ..Belle here?" Chloe sputtered, stunned at the vision before her.

His body glistened. Chloe looked down. Down at his muscular legs. She moved her eyes up concentrating on the towel, the only part of his bare flesh not exposed. Her eyes wondered slowly. She noticed he had a thin line of hair coming from his belly-button and disappearing under the towel. Chloe breathed sharply as she caught herself thinking about the rest of what was under that thin piece of material. Chloe forced her eyes further up. Peering at his perfectly sculpted ab muscles. She admired his biceps which had grown considerably since the shooting. His hair was dripping wet. She took him in. She had never allowed herself to feel so attracted to Brady. But now she couldn't think about anything else.

His lips parted as he began to speak. Chloe was unable to move. She wanted to touch him. She wanted him to reach out and hold her.

"Chloe, Chlooooeeee.....hello?" Brady said to a startle Chloe.

"What?" Chloe retorted, trying to regain her composure.

"You haven't heard one word I've said. What is wrong with you?"

"You just caught me off guard. I didn't expect you to open the door half naked" Chloe said as her cheeks reddened.

"Huh?" Brady supplied as he looked down and realized he was only wearing a towel. "I a.....I'm sorry...I was just in the shower...I didn't realize...wait a minute why am i apologizing it's my house" Brady quipped, looking up realizing that Chloe was staring.

His eyes met her gaze. He looked away embarrassed.

"Forget it. Belle's not here but you can come in and wait if you want, she should be home soon" offered Brady.

"Sure, thanks"

"Okay, look I'm going to get dressed, help yourself to anything you want.'

"Okay" Chloe said as she shyly brushed passed him and sat quietly on the couch.

Brady made his way towards his room but not before stealing one last look at Chloe. Chloe watched him go into his room. She inwardly smiled thinking about his hard body. She let her mind drift to the dreams that he often seemed to consume lately. Belle walked in the house finding Chloe already there.

"Hi, have you been here long?"

"No"

"Okay, i am just going to change and grab my purse and then we can go shopping" Belle said in her usual perky voice.

"Great"

Brady walked out of his room, past the living room and towards the kitchen.

"Well hello to you too" Belle kidded

"Oh yeah hi" Brady said as he preceded to the kitchen.

"What's his problem?"

"I...saw..I don't know" knowing the secret was better kept between the two of them.

"Hmm, oh well I'll be ready in ten" shouted Belle as she headed up the stairs.

Brady came out of the kitchen with an apple. He went straight to his room without even glancing in Chloe's direction. For some reason it upset Chloe. He had totally ignored her. Before she had time to analyse what any of it meant Belle ran down the stairs. She grabbed Chloe's hand and they went out the door.



To be continued.......