Hey guys! Been awhile for this chapter.for those who are reading it. Well
I'm back from Dallas so here is the next one! Enjoy and I disclaim.
"Yes, Mr. Black I would take the position if it were offered", Chloe replied.
Brady gave her a small grin as he stood his tall frame up, and turned to gaze out at the Salem skyline from his large window. "Well Mrs. Lane, we will give you call", he replied with an airy tone to his smooth voice.
Chloe blinked a couple times until she blushed and realized that was her cue to go. She stood up abruptly from her seat, causing her chair to knock his large desk. She watched in horror as the coffee Belle had brought in earlier, that she hadn't even touched, splashed across the freshly polished wood. The dark, hot liquid spread to every nook and cranny of the desk, traveling at rapid speed to soak everything in its path. Completely mortified Chloe stood rooted to the floor as she watched Brady turn around. She didn't even give him time to react as she reached for the files on his desk.
"Oh my God! Mr. Black I'm terribly sorry. It was completely my fault. Let me get these up before they.Ouch!" Chloe shouted as the coffee burned her fingertips.
Brady watched in indescribable fascination, as if in slow motion, Chloe brought her tiny finger up to her luscious, full lips She then proceeded to slowly open her mouth and insert the finger into the warm cavern. His eyes widened as he saw just the tip of her tongue slither out to caress the burned area. She then closed her soft lips around the finger and slowly, ever so slowly, slid it out.
His face was growing warm and his pants were getting a little too snug as he watched her. She was doing unimaginable things to his body and creating unmentionable graphic images in his mind that he wasn't sure he liked. On second thought, he knew he liked it, but it should definitely not be happening. He cleared his throat as he pulled his eyes away from her mouth, and kept his eyes trained on the spilt coffee covering a small portion of his desk.
"T.that's all right Mrs. Lane, I'll get Belle to clean it up", he said quickly.
He glanced up to her. "Mrs. Lane?" Brady asked. Chloe looked like she had gone in to shock. Blinking and shaking her head, Chloe asked confused, "What?"
"The coffee", he motioned towards the desk, "I said Belle will take care of it, so you don't have to worry."
"Yes, the coffee" Chloe said breathlessly as it all came back to her. "Good day Mrs. Lane" "Yes, g.good day Mr. Black" she stammered.
She grabbed her purse from the floor, but the strap had gotten tangled around her shoe somehow. When she yanked at the strap it sent her and her purse flying to the ground. She flew back and hit the ground hard, sprawling in a most unattractive position. The only thing Brady saw was Chloe's arms go up above her head and then she disappeared under the desk.
Falling, she was falling into a deep pit of darkness only to end up in the cold, damp swamp at the end of a very long tunnel. Even though the tunnel had ended and she found herself in a cold swamp with no wear to turn, she still saw that shimmering, blue light that called to her. She started to swim towards the light, and then she heard a voice. A voice that made her insides turn to goo and her fingers tremble.
"Mrs. Lane are you all right?" Brady asked moving around his desk to stand in front of her.
She shook her head quickly as his voice brought her out of her daze. She didn't know if his tone was one of concern or just pity at her stupidity. Chloe felt her face grow even redder and her stomach tighten. She just felt like crying right then and there, but she quickly got her self to an upright position and hurriedly put all her things back into her purse that had fallen out. He watched her flushed face silently, unsure of what to do. He crouched down on the floor next to her and picked up a tube of her lipstick that had strayed away and landed under the desk.
"Here you go," he said softly gazing on her frantic face and sad eyes.
She grabbed the tube, trying desperately to ignore the heat from his soft hands that was traveling up her arm at a steady pace. He watched her stand up and practically run for the door. He stood up and walked back over to his desk, and stared at the spilt coffee for a moment. Brady shook his head as he pressed the intercom, "Belle, can I get some towels in here?"
"Oh no, don't tell me you made her so nervous she peed on herself" Belle replied sarcastically.
"Well...actually", Brady started with an amused grin. "She didn't?!" Belle asked almost squealing in surprise.
"No Belle, but she did spill her coffee, and manage to trip on the way out."
A sigh was heard on the other end. "I don't know what you do to these women Brady." Brady smiled and ended the call.
He turned back around and peered out his window. The image of the tall, exquisite brunette that was so feisty, she just about ripped your head off with her words one minute, then scared and troubled the next was still fresh in his mind. He replayed the scene of her falling most ungracefully to the floor. The look of horror on her face made him feel something he didn't understand. He didn't know why, but something about this Chloe Lane made him want to know more.
The bus ride and long walk to her crummy apartment went by in a complete blur. Chloe walked up and unlocked her door, and was immediately hit with a bone numbing blast of cold air.
'Please God, don't let the heater be out. That is something I really don't need to deal with today' she thought. She walked over to the couch in a depressed daze. She slowly sank down into the soft cushions clutching her purse close to her chest. Before she had had enough time to fully feel sorry for herself, she heard a loud smack and thud that made her jump.
"Mommy!" Natalie screamed as she ran to the couch and flung her arms around Chloe.
Mimi walked up to the couch and saw the devastated look on her friend's face. "Hey Nat why don't you go play, Aunt Mimi and Chloe need to have a chat" the little girl smiled sweetly and nodded as she bounced off the couch and went to her room. Mimi sighed as Chloe dropped her head into her hands.
"That bad huh?" Mimi asked sadly looking at her friend.
"Worse" came the muffled reply. Mimi scooted closer and both friends flung themselves back and stared at the ceiling. "You never know, maybe he saw something in you that was unique" Mimi replied hopefully.
"Yeah right." Chloe sighed.
"Yes, Mr. Black I would take the position if it were offered", Chloe replied.
Brady gave her a small grin as he stood his tall frame up, and turned to gaze out at the Salem skyline from his large window. "Well Mrs. Lane, we will give you call", he replied with an airy tone to his smooth voice.
Chloe blinked a couple times until she blushed and realized that was her cue to go. She stood up abruptly from her seat, causing her chair to knock his large desk. She watched in horror as the coffee Belle had brought in earlier, that she hadn't even touched, splashed across the freshly polished wood. The dark, hot liquid spread to every nook and cranny of the desk, traveling at rapid speed to soak everything in its path. Completely mortified Chloe stood rooted to the floor as she watched Brady turn around. She didn't even give him time to react as she reached for the files on his desk.
"Oh my God! Mr. Black I'm terribly sorry. It was completely my fault. Let me get these up before they.Ouch!" Chloe shouted as the coffee burned her fingertips.
Brady watched in indescribable fascination, as if in slow motion, Chloe brought her tiny finger up to her luscious, full lips She then proceeded to slowly open her mouth and insert the finger into the warm cavern. His eyes widened as he saw just the tip of her tongue slither out to caress the burned area. She then closed her soft lips around the finger and slowly, ever so slowly, slid it out.
His face was growing warm and his pants were getting a little too snug as he watched her. She was doing unimaginable things to his body and creating unmentionable graphic images in his mind that he wasn't sure he liked. On second thought, he knew he liked it, but it should definitely not be happening. He cleared his throat as he pulled his eyes away from her mouth, and kept his eyes trained on the spilt coffee covering a small portion of his desk.
"T.that's all right Mrs. Lane, I'll get Belle to clean it up", he said quickly.
He glanced up to her. "Mrs. Lane?" Brady asked. Chloe looked like she had gone in to shock. Blinking and shaking her head, Chloe asked confused, "What?"
"The coffee", he motioned towards the desk, "I said Belle will take care of it, so you don't have to worry."
"Yes, the coffee" Chloe said breathlessly as it all came back to her. "Good day Mrs. Lane" "Yes, g.good day Mr. Black" she stammered.
She grabbed her purse from the floor, but the strap had gotten tangled around her shoe somehow. When she yanked at the strap it sent her and her purse flying to the ground. She flew back and hit the ground hard, sprawling in a most unattractive position. The only thing Brady saw was Chloe's arms go up above her head and then she disappeared under the desk.
Falling, she was falling into a deep pit of darkness only to end up in the cold, damp swamp at the end of a very long tunnel. Even though the tunnel had ended and she found herself in a cold swamp with no wear to turn, she still saw that shimmering, blue light that called to her. She started to swim towards the light, and then she heard a voice. A voice that made her insides turn to goo and her fingers tremble.
"Mrs. Lane are you all right?" Brady asked moving around his desk to stand in front of her.
She shook her head quickly as his voice brought her out of her daze. She didn't know if his tone was one of concern or just pity at her stupidity. Chloe felt her face grow even redder and her stomach tighten. She just felt like crying right then and there, but she quickly got her self to an upright position and hurriedly put all her things back into her purse that had fallen out. He watched her flushed face silently, unsure of what to do. He crouched down on the floor next to her and picked up a tube of her lipstick that had strayed away and landed under the desk.
"Here you go," he said softly gazing on her frantic face and sad eyes.
She grabbed the tube, trying desperately to ignore the heat from his soft hands that was traveling up her arm at a steady pace. He watched her stand up and practically run for the door. He stood up and walked back over to his desk, and stared at the spilt coffee for a moment. Brady shook his head as he pressed the intercom, "Belle, can I get some towels in here?"
"Oh no, don't tell me you made her so nervous she peed on herself" Belle replied sarcastically.
"Well...actually", Brady started with an amused grin. "She didn't?!" Belle asked almost squealing in surprise.
"No Belle, but she did spill her coffee, and manage to trip on the way out."
A sigh was heard on the other end. "I don't know what you do to these women Brady." Brady smiled and ended the call.
He turned back around and peered out his window. The image of the tall, exquisite brunette that was so feisty, she just about ripped your head off with her words one minute, then scared and troubled the next was still fresh in his mind. He replayed the scene of her falling most ungracefully to the floor. The look of horror on her face made him feel something he didn't understand. He didn't know why, but something about this Chloe Lane made him want to know more.
The bus ride and long walk to her crummy apartment went by in a complete blur. Chloe walked up and unlocked her door, and was immediately hit with a bone numbing blast of cold air.
'Please God, don't let the heater be out. That is something I really don't need to deal with today' she thought. She walked over to the couch in a depressed daze. She slowly sank down into the soft cushions clutching her purse close to her chest. Before she had had enough time to fully feel sorry for herself, she heard a loud smack and thud that made her jump.
"Mommy!" Natalie screamed as she ran to the couch and flung her arms around Chloe.
Mimi walked up to the couch and saw the devastated look on her friend's face. "Hey Nat why don't you go play, Aunt Mimi and Chloe need to have a chat" the little girl smiled sweetly and nodded as she bounced off the couch and went to her room. Mimi sighed as Chloe dropped her head into her hands.
"That bad huh?" Mimi asked sadly looking at her friend.
"Worse" came the muffled reply. Mimi scooted closer and both friends flung themselves back and stared at the ceiling. "You never know, maybe he saw something in you that was unique" Mimi replied hopefully.
"Yeah right." Chloe sighed.