Chapter 6
Later that night...
Brady was lying on his bed staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep for thoughts of Chloe. Suddenly he heard a tapping at his window. He got up out of bed and went to the window to see where the sound was coming from. He looked out the window to see a face staring at him through the glass. Chloe's face. He opened the window. She was standing on a ladder that was up against the house. "What the hell are you doing up there?" Brady asked.
Chloe swung one long leg over the windowsill and climbed into his room silently. "Chloe..." Brady said.
"I came because I can't stop thinking about what you said. When you told me that you loved me."
Brady stared into her eyes, his own intense and emotional. "And?"
"And I think that I'm not ready for that kind of emotion right now..."
Brady's face fell. He looked away. "You told me that much earlier, Chloe. Why did you need to come up here and tell me now?"
"You didn't let me finish. I was going to say, I'm not ready for that, but I think that whether I'm ready for it or not; I'm falling in love with you, too."
Brady's eyes shot to her face. "You are?"
Chloe nodded. "Which is why we should stop spending so much time together."
"What?!"
"The reason we are having feelings for each other has got to be because ever since I got off that plane we have spent nearly all our time together."
"And I cherish every moment." Brady said softly, looking into her eyes.
"But we can't do that anymore, Brady. I don't want to do anything to endanger our friendship."
"Chloe, don't you know by now that I don't want to be your FRIEND. I want to be so much more than that. I want you to look into my eyes and tell me that you love me; I want you to smile that beautiful smile everytime you think of me. You have my heart; now I want yours. Now and forever."
Later that night...
Brady was lying on his bed staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep for thoughts of Chloe. Suddenly he heard a tapping at his window. He got up out of bed and went to the window to see where the sound was coming from. He looked out the window to see a face staring at him through the glass. Chloe's face. He opened the window. She was standing on a ladder that was up against the house. "What the hell are you doing up there?" Brady asked.
Chloe swung one long leg over the windowsill and climbed into his room silently. "Chloe..." Brady said.
"I came because I can't stop thinking about what you said. When you told me that you loved me."
Brady stared into her eyes, his own intense and emotional. "And?"
"And I think that I'm not ready for that kind of emotion right now..."
Brady's face fell. He looked away. "You told me that much earlier, Chloe. Why did you need to come up here and tell me now?"
"You didn't let me finish. I was going to say, I'm not ready for that, but I think that whether I'm ready for it or not; I'm falling in love with you, too."
Brady's eyes shot to her face. "You are?"
Chloe nodded. "Which is why we should stop spending so much time together."
"What?!"
"The reason we are having feelings for each other has got to be because ever since I got off that plane we have spent nearly all our time together."
"And I cherish every moment." Brady said softly, looking into her eyes.
"But we can't do that anymore, Brady. I don't want to do anything to endanger our friendship."
"Chloe, don't you know by now that I don't want to be your FRIEND. I want to be so much more than that. I want you to look into my eyes and tell me that you love me; I want you to smile that beautiful smile everytime you think of me. You have my heart; now I want yours. Now and forever."
