Something Spicy

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Brady was lying on the chaise, staring at the clear sky. He began to think about the summer moonlight Jeep rides with Chloe and the intimate conversations they had at Lookout Point. He felt the intimacy between he and Chloe, but Phillip was always present. He covered his eyes with his arm. He wanted to think of anything else, besides Chloe. He felt a weight shift at the foot of the chaise.

Brady: Marlena, really, I am fine. I just want to be alone.

Chloe: It's not Marlena.

Brady uncovered his eyes and sat up.

Br: Chloe, what the hell are you doing here?

Ch:(slyly) Oh, Brady. You know why.

Chloe crawled toward Brady. As she approached Brady, he reclined.

Br: So, you think you can have me that easily?

Ch:(kittenishly) No. Nothing about you is easy, Brady. That what makes this so fun.

Chloe lowered herself onto Brady and stared into his eyes.

So, am I supposed to start or are you? No, I'll start. First, I will nibble on your earlobe, then give you baby kisses along your cheek and maybe, nibble your bottom lip...

Br: You're using sex to get me to forgive you?

Ch: Maybe. Any objections?

Br: No.

Chloe smiled and began to nibble Brady's ear. He smiled as she kissed him. Then Chloe rose from Brady. He sat up.

Br: What about my bottom lip?

Ch:(standing up) I don't know, Brady. You don't seem to be as into this as I am.

Br: The hell I'm not. Come back here, Chloe.

Ch: No, I don't think I will.

Br: Chloe, you better come over here or...

Ch: Or what?

Br: Or I will come after you.

Chloe looked at Brady. She smiled and sat down on the chaise.

Ch:(coyly) Well, aren't you going to lie down?

Brady laid down. She crawled on the chaise until she was face-to-face with him.

Ch: It looks like I will have to start over.

Chloe began to nibble his ear, causing him to smile. He wanted to giggle, but he stifled himself.

Ch:(whispering) You want to giggle, don't you? Go ahead, giggle.

Brady chuckled softly as she delivered soft kisses across his cheek. His body became tense, causing Chloe to stop.

Ch: What's wrong?

Br: I was wondering about Phillip...

Ch:(purring) Phillip who?

Brady smiled as she continued to kiss him. She nuzzled his neck and he felt a kiss on his chin and just below his lips. She moved to Brady's ear and began to whisper.

Ch:(whispering) I'm sorry that it took so long. Deep down, I knew you were going to be someone special to me, but I denied it to myself. No one holds a candle to you, Brady, and no one will hold my heart except you. My question to you is do I still have your heart?

Br: Of course you do.

Ch: I love you, Brady.

Br: God help me. I love you too.

Brady and Chloe looked into each other's eyes. She inched closer to Brady, closing her eyes. He looked at her beautiful face as she came closer. He lifted his head and closed his eyes . Brady opened his eyes and realized that he was alone in the solarium. He placed his arm across his eyes. He heard footsteps, but didn't rouse. He felt a shift in weight at the foot of the chaise.

Br:(muttering) Here we go again. What will it be this time, another Iverson aberration?

Ch: You dream about Iverson?

-End of Something Spicy-