Disclaimer: The following fiction is about characters currently owned
by the writer's and producers of NBC's Days of Our Lives, of which I
have no affiliation with. This fiction is for free entertainment purposes only.
Unguarded Moments by Fidomom
Part 4
The Set-Up: Brady knows Chloe's in love with him but she doesn't know he knows. Neither of them know Belle knows, too and is making matchmaker plans! Chloe has told Brady only that she wants to kiss him and he has let her know he's looking forward to it! He's trying to figure out a clever way to let her know he's in love with her too! Poor Chloe is as clueless as ever!
Brady whistled as he poured pancake batter onto the hot cast iron griddle. He couldn't stop hearing Chloe's confession in his head, " I'm sorry, Brady. I didn't mean to fall in love with you.". He would have to come up with a valid reason why he had an ear to ear grin plastered on his face, because he knew it would only get bigger as soon as she joined him for pancakes. Brady shook himself out of his reverie as he realised he'd manipulated the pancake batter as it cooked so that the pancake was no longer round but heart-shaped.
Brady: You are losing it, Black!
He lifted the telltale pancake out of the pan intending to toss it in the trash before anyone could see.
Chloe: I hope that one is for me Brady because I'm starving!
Brady whipped his head around and unfortunately did not drop the blatantly obvious pancake. He got flustered. Not just at being caught with no explantion for the heart-shaped pancake but because the woman he loved was standing there looking at him with no clue about his feelings for her.
Brady smiled even more.
Brady: As a matter of fact it is for you but I wanted to put the toppings on for you before you got down here.
Chloe made a move toward the bare pancake as of yet still unaware of it's shape.
Chloe: Brady I am perfectly capable of putting on my own toppings! I'm hungry! Just give it to me already!
Brady groaned silently at her wording.
Brady: Ya well I'm hungry too, Diva. I know how capable you are but just humor me okay, and let me do it?
Chloe smiled at him suspiciously but threw her hands up in exasperation, shaking her head.
Chloe: Brady, you are behaving oddly.
Suddenly, her face went pink.
Chloe: It's my fault isn't it? It's because of what I told you earlier.
Brady, please don't let what I said come between us ok? I'll get over it.
Brady: Oh, God I hope not!
The words were out before he could censor them.
They (yes my fave term) souldanced!
An acrid odor filled the room.
Chloe: Something's burning, Brady.
Brady was gonna go nuts soon if she didn't stop with the innocent double entendres.
Brady carefully placed Chloe's pancake on a plate and tended to the blackened one in the pan. He tossed the blackened one in the trash. He reduced the heat on the griddle and started another pancake. Then he turned his attention to the heart-shaped pancake.
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Upstairs Belle was talking excitedly with Shawn on the phone attempting to get him involved in her matchmaking scheme.
Belle: Shawn I swear she said it! First during her dream and then this morning when she thought I was asleep. *pause* I'm pretty sure he was asleep Shawn because he had absolutely no reaction. If Brady had been awake he would have made her talk more about it, trust me I know my brother! *pause* Well, no I don't know for sure that he loves her but I have a very strong suspicion that he does, I mean why else would he have stayed with her all night?
*pause* Ok Shawn, Brady is sweet but he is not that sweet I can't see him for instance ever doing for Meems what he did last night with Chloe, even though he thinks of Mimi as practically family. *pause* What!? No! If we wait for the two of them to admit it on their own it might never happen! We have to help them! We have to give them a little push! Please Shawn say you'll help? Please!? *pause* SQUEAL! Yes! Thank-you Shawn you are the best! Ok here's what I think might work....
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Chloe openly watched Brady as he stood with his back to her, putting the toppings on her pancake for her. She let her eyes touch all the places her hands itched to touch.
Brady could feel her eyes on him and he smiled to himself as he put the finishing touches on the pancake. He could hardly wait to see the look on her face.
Chloe: Brady? Are you almost done there? At this rate it'll be lunchtime soon and I'm sooo hungry!
Brady: You'd eat without me? I'm crushed! My pancake isn't ready yet. I'm a starving man who has very graciously agreed to make you breakfast and you would eat in front of me when you know I'm just as hungry as you are?
Chloe laughed.
Chloe: Alright already Brady! You win! I'll wait for you!
Brady smiled a heartstopping smile her way.
Brady: Why thank-you my Darling!
Chloe felt a warm fuzzy in her heart at his casual use of the endearment. His Darling. How she wished it were so.
Brady: Why don't you make yourself useful?! Come over here and help me with the pancakes!
Chloe: Um, Brady? I don't know how to cook pancakes. They end up either burned or raw in the middle, and when I try to turn them over they fall apart.
Brady strode over to Chloe and took her by the hand.
Brady: Well, then come here and I will show you how!
He positioned her in front of the griddle, and he stood behind her.
Hand over hand he showed her how to flip the pancakes without breaking them, and how to tell when they were ready to flip. Chloe caught on pretty quickly and she was soon laughing and proud of her new found skill. Brady watched her face, mesmerised by her smiles and laughter. He couldn't help what happened next.
Chloe was suddenly aware of a change in energy in the room. Suddenly, that acute awareness she had only recently acknowledged kicked in. She felt heat but not from the griddle in front of her. The heat was emanating off of Brady's body. Brady's hands started stroking her arms lightly. She could feel his hot breath on her neck and on her ear. He moved hair away from her neck and took a deep breath.
Brady: Mmm. You smell good, Chloe.
Chloe: Brady? What are you doing?
Brady: Isn't it obvious?
Chloe shook her head 'no', nearly imperceptibly.
She was having great difficulty thinking at all.
Brady: Trying to provoke you.
Chloe: What? To do what?
Brady: I want that kiss we talked about.
Chloe gulped nervously.
Chloe: You do? Honest, Brady?
Brady: Yes.
Brady slid his arms around her waist still standing behind her.
Brady: Better flip that pancake, Chloe.
Chloe did as he suggested. She put down the lifter. She leaned into Brady's embrace. She looked up into Brady's tropical blue eyes. She placed her palm against his cheek.
Chloe: Brady? I thought you only agreed to let me kiss you to humor me?
Brady: Well, maybe at first but ever since you mentioned it I want it to happen sooner rather than later.
Chloe: Why?
Brady: Are you going to kiss me or not Chloe?
In answer she half turned in his arms and buried her fingers in his hair. She lifted her face toward his and pulled his head towards hers. Their lips grazed once , twice, three times and then Chloe turned herself full into his embrace and they deepened the kiss. Brady wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in close. He let her choose her own pace and depth. When she sought entrance to his mouth with her tongue he groaned and took over. He kissed her with the pent up passion he'd been feeling for her for over a year.
Chloe felt her knees give way and Brady's arms tightened around her in response. Her passion for him surprised them both. Brady nearly lost it when he felt her hands stroking his backside. Brady had to stop this kiss or he was gonna haul her up to his room and do a helluva lot more than kiss her. She seemed to sense it was becoming dangerous. She stopped it. She looked into his eyes briefly and then she seemed to go somewhere very far away. Her fingers touched her lips absentmindedly almost.
Brady: Chloe? You ok, Diva?
Chloe: Huh? What?
Brady: So did I measure up to him Chloe?
Chloe: What? To who?
Brady: Philip, who else?
Chloe: Philip? Philip who?
Brady laughed out loud.
Brady: Philip Kiriakis? Your ex-boyfriend? Yo earth to Chloe! Snap out of it!
Chloe's eyes cleared.
Chloe: What did you say, Brady? I'm sorry I wasn't listening. Hey are those pancakes ready yet? Gosh I'm so hungry!
by the writer's and producers of NBC's Days of Our Lives, of which I
have no affiliation with. This fiction is for free entertainment purposes only.
Unguarded Moments by Fidomom
Part 4
The Set-Up: Brady knows Chloe's in love with him but she doesn't know he knows. Neither of them know Belle knows, too and is making matchmaker plans! Chloe has told Brady only that she wants to kiss him and he has let her know he's looking forward to it! He's trying to figure out a clever way to let her know he's in love with her too! Poor Chloe is as clueless as ever!
Brady whistled as he poured pancake batter onto the hot cast iron griddle. He couldn't stop hearing Chloe's confession in his head, " I'm sorry, Brady. I didn't mean to fall in love with you.". He would have to come up with a valid reason why he had an ear to ear grin plastered on his face, because he knew it would only get bigger as soon as she joined him for pancakes. Brady shook himself out of his reverie as he realised he'd manipulated the pancake batter as it cooked so that the pancake was no longer round but heart-shaped.
Brady: You are losing it, Black!
He lifted the telltale pancake out of the pan intending to toss it in the trash before anyone could see.
Chloe: I hope that one is for me Brady because I'm starving!
Brady whipped his head around and unfortunately did not drop the blatantly obvious pancake. He got flustered. Not just at being caught with no explantion for the heart-shaped pancake but because the woman he loved was standing there looking at him with no clue about his feelings for her.
Brady smiled even more.
Brady: As a matter of fact it is for you but I wanted to put the toppings on for you before you got down here.
Chloe made a move toward the bare pancake as of yet still unaware of it's shape.
Chloe: Brady I am perfectly capable of putting on my own toppings! I'm hungry! Just give it to me already!
Brady groaned silently at her wording.
Brady: Ya well I'm hungry too, Diva. I know how capable you are but just humor me okay, and let me do it?
Chloe smiled at him suspiciously but threw her hands up in exasperation, shaking her head.
Chloe: Brady, you are behaving oddly.
Suddenly, her face went pink.
Chloe: It's my fault isn't it? It's because of what I told you earlier.
Brady, please don't let what I said come between us ok? I'll get over it.
Brady: Oh, God I hope not!
The words were out before he could censor them.
They (yes my fave term) souldanced!
An acrid odor filled the room.
Chloe: Something's burning, Brady.
Brady was gonna go nuts soon if she didn't stop with the innocent double entendres.
Brady carefully placed Chloe's pancake on a plate and tended to the blackened one in the pan. He tossed the blackened one in the trash. He reduced the heat on the griddle and started another pancake. Then he turned his attention to the heart-shaped pancake.
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Upstairs Belle was talking excitedly with Shawn on the phone attempting to get him involved in her matchmaking scheme.
Belle: Shawn I swear she said it! First during her dream and then this morning when she thought I was asleep. *pause* I'm pretty sure he was asleep Shawn because he had absolutely no reaction. If Brady had been awake he would have made her talk more about it, trust me I know my brother! *pause* Well, no I don't know for sure that he loves her but I have a very strong suspicion that he does, I mean why else would he have stayed with her all night?
*pause* Ok Shawn, Brady is sweet but he is not that sweet I can't see him for instance ever doing for Meems what he did last night with Chloe, even though he thinks of Mimi as practically family. *pause* What!? No! If we wait for the two of them to admit it on their own it might never happen! We have to help them! We have to give them a little push! Please Shawn say you'll help? Please!? *pause* SQUEAL! Yes! Thank-you Shawn you are the best! Ok here's what I think might work....
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Chloe openly watched Brady as he stood with his back to her, putting the toppings on her pancake for her. She let her eyes touch all the places her hands itched to touch.
Brady could feel her eyes on him and he smiled to himself as he put the finishing touches on the pancake. He could hardly wait to see the look on her face.
Chloe: Brady? Are you almost done there? At this rate it'll be lunchtime soon and I'm sooo hungry!
Brady: You'd eat without me? I'm crushed! My pancake isn't ready yet. I'm a starving man who has very graciously agreed to make you breakfast and you would eat in front of me when you know I'm just as hungry as you are?
Chloe laughed.
Chloe: Alright already Brady! You win! I'll wait for you!
Brady smiled a heartstopping smile her way.
Brady: Why thank-you my Darling!
Chloe felt a warm fuzzy in her heart at his casual use of the endearment. His Darling. How she wished it were so.
Brady: Why don't you make yourself useful?! Come over here and help me with the pancakes!
Chloe: Um, Brady? I don't know how to cook pancakes. They end up either burned or raw in the middle, and when I try to turn them over they fall apart.
Brady strode over to Chloe and took her by the hand.
Brady: Well, then come here and I will show you how!
He positioned her in front of the griddle, and he stood behind her.
Hand over hand he showed her how to flip the pancakes without breaking them, and how to tell when they were ready to flip. Chloe caught on pretty quickly and she was soon laughing and proud of her new found skill. Brady watched her face, mesmerised by her smiles and laughter. He couldn't help what happened next.
Chloe was suddenly aware of a change in energy in the room. Suddenly, that acute awareness she had only recently acknowledged kicked in. She felt heat but not from the griddle in front of her. The heat was emanating off of Brady's body. Brady's hands started stroking her arms lightly. She could feel his hot breath on her neck and on her ear. He moved hair away from her neck and took a deep breath.
Brady: Mmm. You smell good, Chloe.
Chloe: Brady? What are you doing?
Brady: Isn't it obvious?
Chloe shook her head 'no', nearly imperceptibly.
She was having great difficulty thinking at all.
Brady: Trying to provoke you.
Chloe: What? To do what?
Brady: I want that kiss we talked about.
Chloe gulped nervously.
Chloe: You do? Honest, Brady?
Brady: Yes.
Brady slid his arms around her waist still standing behind her.
Brady: Better flip that pancake, Chloe.
Chloe did as he suggested. She put down the lifter. She leaned into Brady's embrace. She looked up into Brady's tropical blue eyes. She placed her palm against his cheek.
Chloe: Brady? I thought you only agreed to let me kiss you to humor me?
Brady: Well, maybe at first but ever since you mentioned it I want it to happen sooner rather than later.
Chloe: Why?
Brady: Are you going to kiss me or not Chloe?
In answer she half turned in his arms and buried her fingers in his hair. She lifted her face toward his and pulled his head towards hers. Their lips grazed once , twice, three times and then Chloe turned herself full into his embrace and they deepened the kiss. Brady wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in close. He let her choose her own pace and depth. When she sought entrance to his mouth with her tongue he groaned and took over. He kissed her with the pent up passion he'd been feeling for her for over a year.
Chloe felt her knees give way and Brady's arms tightened around her in response. Her passion for him surprised them both. Brady nearly lost it when he felt her hands stroking his backside. Brady had to stop this kiss or he was gonna haul her up to his room and do a helluva lot more than kiss her. She seemed to sense it was becoming dangerous. She stopped it. She looked into his eyes briefly and then she seemed to go somewhere very far away. Her fingers touched her lips absentmindedly almost.
Brady: Chloe? You ok, Diva?
Chloe: Huh? What?
Brady: So did I measure up to him Chloe?
Chloe: What? To who?
Brady: Philip, who else?
Chloe: Philip? Philip who?
Brady laughed out loud.
Brady: Philip Kiriakis? Your ex-boyfriend? Yo earth to Chloe! Snap out of it!
Chloe's eyes cleared.
Chloe: What did you say, Brady? I'm sorry I wasn't listening. Hey are those pancakes ready yet? Gosh I'm so hungry!