Chapter139Chloe,MyChloe Thefollowingday ,Ididntstiruntilwellafternoon,myheadpoundingfromtheaftermathoflastnightsindulgence.
Threeglassesofredwine,andhereIwas,knockedoutold.Icouldnthelpbutlaughatmyself.
TherewasatimewhenIcouldhandlemuchmorethreeglassesofwhitewinewouldntevenmakemeblink.Aslightstomachache,maybe,butnotahangoverlikethis.
Whatonearthhappenedlastnight? Asmyeyesscannedtheroom,IrealizedIwaslyinginthebedoftheprivateroom.Everythingseemedinorder,nosignofachaoticnight,soIassumedIhadmanagedtokeepittogether.Nothingtooembarrassinghadoccurred.
IthadbeenalongtimesinceIwokeuplikethiswithouttheirritatingbuzzofanalarm.
Itseemedthatwithmyrebirth,Idalsofoundacureformyinsomnia.Nomorepills;Icouldsleeppeacefullynow.
Yawning.Istumbledtothebathroom.AsIcheckedmyselfinthemirror,Inoticedmylipswerealittleswollen.Howodd.DidI…kissa winebottlelastnight? Thankfully,there werenoothermarksonmybody,soIbrusheditoff.
WhenIsteppedout,IsawCartersittingbythewindow,engrossedinhistablet.Hewasprobablyhandlingemailsorsomethingequallytedious.
HiseyesflickeduptomeetmineasIapproached.Howareyoufeeling?heasked.
1 gavehimasweet,almostplayfulsmile.Myheadhurtsalittle,Mr.Bolton.Ididntsayanythingtoostrangelastnight,didI? Hisgazelingeredonmylipsforasplitsecondbeforeheresponded,No.

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Ibreatheda quietsighofrelief.See?Itoldyou,Icanholdmyliquor.
1 Youwereverycomposed,Cartercommented,hiseyesstillfocusedonhisscreen.Hisvoice wasneutral,buttherewassomethingbeneathitthatIcouldntquiteplace.Comeoverhere.Letsseeifyoucanspotthepersonyourelookingfor Iquicklymovedtohisside.Cartersefficiencyneverfailedtoimpressmehehadalreadycompileddetailedinformationabouteveryautorepairshopinthecity,allinthetimeittook metoblink.
Iscrolledthroughthephotos,examiningeachonecarefully.EventhoughIhadnoideawhatthemanlookedlike,Idneverforgetthoseeyes.
Butnoluck.
1/4 08:19Tue,Dec10 Chapter139Chloe,MyChloe Iswipedfaster,andCarterscalmvoicecurthroughmytorus.Dontrush.Takeyourtime Iwasdesperatetofindthatman.IfIcouldtrackhimdown.Icoulduncoverthetruththatdethiredsomeonetokill.
But asIreachedthelastphoto,hewasstillnowheretobefound.
Cartermusthave noticedthedisappointmentonmyfacebecauseheasked,Notepoederlockingfrom oneyorkerto Nothing.
Esmeehadmentionedonlyonethingbeforeshediedthatshehadseenamanattheautodog, Butwasheanemployeeorjustacustomer? Ifhewasacustomer,findinghimwouldbelikesearchingforaneedleinahaystack.Itfeltimposin Mr.Bolton,couldyoucheckAnnas records?Wheresheshadhercarserviced,orifshefrequentsaspecificshop? Sure,Illlookintoit.
IfIcouldntfindtheman,mynextbeststepwouldbetofocusonAnna, Irecalledhowmybodyhad beendiscoveredinabasement.
Ifthemantrulywasconnectedtotheauto shop,maybethecrimescenewaslocated beneathit IfIcouldfindthescene,Idsurelyfindsomesolidevidence.
Cartermusthavenoticedmytroubledexpressionbecausehespokeagain,hisvoicewarmandreassurinDontworry.Welltakethisonestepatatime.Youreprobablyhungry.Howaboutweeatfirst? Soundsgood.
IllkeeplookingintoAnna, so youdonthavetoworryaboutthat.Hegavemeasmall,reassuringsmile.
Inodded.Nooneknewaboutmyrebirth yet,soIhadtime.
Therewasnoneedtorush.Thedinnerpartywasthepressingissueathand.
Mr.Bolton,ImstillnewhereatBoltons, and Imnotfamiliarwiththedetailsofthedinner.Icoulduseyourguidance.
Weremarried,hesaidcasually,lookingatmewithoutmuchconcern.Youdontneedtobesoformal.IvealreadyaskedDamiantotakecareofsecurity,supplies,andtheinvitations.Youcanrelyonhim.
Thankyousomuch,Mr.
Bolton.
Withasubtlegesture,hemotionedformetocomecloser.AsIleanedin,Cartershandgentlyruffledmy hair.
Itoldyoubefore,dontbesoformal.NoMr.Boltonwhenitsjust thetwoofus.
2/4 08:19Tue,Dec Chapter139Chloe,MyChloe Iblinked.ThenwhatshouldIcallyou? 93 % +5FreeComs Hestaredatmeforamoment,hiseyesunreadable.Callmewhatyoucalledmebefore,whenotherswerearound.
Carter?Are yousurethats okay ? Maybeitwasmyimagination,butitfeltlikehewasexpectingadifferentanswer.
Yes,itsfine.IllcallyouZoey,then.
Okay .
Istoodup.ThenIllgopreparefor thedinner.
Goahead Planningsuchanextravaganteventwasnteasyeveryguestwasimportant,andeverydetailfromthedrinkstothevenueneededtobeperfect.Thesepastfewdayshadbeenablur.
Ibarelyhadanytimetosleep,rushingfromtasktotask.ButwhenIfinallycollapsedintobed,exhaustiontookover,andIsleptsoundlydeeperthanIeverdidbefore.
Yet,inthemiddleofthenight,Ifeltthewarmthofanotherbodybesideme.
Mybodyistypicallycold,anddespitetheroomscomfortabletemperature,myhandsandfeettendtogeticyat night.
Instinctively,Ishiftedclosertothesourceofwarmth.
Inmydreams,Ifeltsoft,warmpressureonmylips.
Iwasntsurewhatitwas ,butIdidntmind.
Thewarmthshiftedfrommylipstomyear,thentraileddownmyneck,kissing andlickingmeslowly.
Afamiliarvoicewhispered,Chloe,myChloe,youvefinallyreturned… Whowasthat?Thevoicesoundedsofamiliar.
Itriedtoopen myeyes,buttheyfeltheavy,asifathousandpoundswerepressingdownonthem.
Itwaslikesleepparalysisawareofmy surroundingsbutunabletomove.
Littlebylittle,mybodywarmedunderthetouch.
Ispenttheentirenightwrappedinthatcomfortingwarmth.
WhenIwokeup,itwasalreadylate.Theincensehadburnedout,butIassumeditwasjustahabitofthe manbesideme.
Itsmelledpleasant,though.
Tonightwasthedinner.Ifeltrechargedandready.WhenIsawCarter,Igreetedhimwithasweetsmile/4 Chapter18Chloe,MyChloe 1thgazelingeredonmyfaredyousleepwell did,thoughIthinkIhadastrangedream Hisfingerstapped lightlyonthearmrestofhischair,hisvoicelowandcurious.
Oh ?Whatwasitabout? Ithoughtforamoment.Imnotsure…ItfeltlikeI ItfeltlikeIwaseatingsomething.MaybeIwasntfulllastnight.
Hisexpressiondarkened,thoughIcouldntdecipheriNexttime,eatmore.Makesureyourefull.
Okay Bytheway,tryonyourdress.Wecantaffordanymistakestonight.
Iknow Ichoseacrescentwhitegown.Thefitwas perfect,andtheembroiderywasdelicatetrulyexquisite.Thedressfitlikeaglove,buttherewasaproblemtheinvisiblezipperatthebackwouldntbudge.Whatswrong?Stillnotready?Cartersvoicecalledfromoutside.
Carter,Icantgetthezipperup.Couldyou helpme ? Amomentlater,hewheeledhimselfintotheroom.Comehere.Illdoit.
1 bitmylip,feelingtheawkwardnessofthesituation.ThoughIworeachestcover,mybackwouldbefullyexposed.
T- BeforeIcouldprotestfurther,hepulled meontohislap.One armsecuredmywaistwhiletheotherreachedforthezipper.
Itoldyou,noneed tobesoformal Maybeitwasthecloseness,buthiswarmbreathagainstmybackmademeshiverslightly.
Hislipsbrushedmyear,hisvoicelowandhusky.Yourethatsensitive?