Page 61 of One Last Chance

Stunned, I drop my feet to the floor and wrap my arms around his neck, keeping him close to me. Smiling, I decide to make him sweat a little, so I remove my hands and walk away and back to the couch. Turning to face him, I say, “Domenic… I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Your right, I’m an idiot. Sorry, I don’t know what I expected.” He drops his head and runs both hands through his hair in frustration, then looks back at me, his chest moving with each breath he takes. “I’m sorry, Chloe, I—” His words become caught in his mouth as I undo the belt to my robe and let it fall over my shoulders and to the floor.

I stand there naked with my hands on my hips. “You were saying?”

His Adam’s apple bobbles as he swallows hard. “Wait… what’s going on here?” he asks, taking a couple of steps closer to me.

With my fingers, I pull my hair to the side, exposing my neck. I reply, “I say we celebrate. I mean… with you moving in and all.”

Domenic’s mouth twitches, and then a wide smile lights up his entire face. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

Walking the last few steps to him so that our bodies are touching, I begin to unbutton his shirt with my eyes never leaving his. He stops my fingers, and I frown. “What is it?”

“I need to hear it from your lips.”

“Hear what?” I act all innocent.

Domenic licks his lips as he looks down at my breasts, then back up to my eyes. “I need you to be clear and tell me that you want me here.”

Tilting my head to the side as I place my finger on my lips in thought, I reply, “Mmm… I guess I could do with a roommate. I mean with the rent on this place—”

My words suddenly vanish when he smashes his lips to mine and kisses me deeply.

CHLOE

One Year Later

“Please, Domenic, can you tell me where we are going?”

“Nope, it’s a surprise.”

Sighing, I cling onto Domenic’s hand as he leads me to a surprise he’s organized.

It’s been a year of heaven.

Domenic moved in that very same night, and since then, life has been perfect. Don’t get me wrong, we have our disagreements now and then—stuff like he leaves his wet towel on the floor, or he constantly leaves the toilet seat up—but it’s things I can get over because being with Domenic is like a dream come true.

Who would have thought I would have ended up with Domenic Reed?

Who is now a star quarterback for the New York Giants.

The Vixen Rapids have lost most games this season and have even contacted Domenic to see if he would return to them. It’s obvious that Domenic played a huge part in their wins, but Domenic wasn’t having it. He says he’s happy playing for the Giants’ and living in New York with me. I must admit, I’m over the moon about it because it means I get to see him every day. Well, when he’s not at an away game.

Tonight is exactly one year since Domenic flew to New York to be with me, and tonight he said we are going to celebrate. When I asked him where we were going, he simply smiles and says it’s a surprise.

Now here I am, blindfolded and in a cocktail dress and six-inch heels being led forward as we take small steps.

Squealing, Domenic surprises me when he lifts me in his arms and carries me to wherever we are going. The breeze hits my face, and the scent of fresh grass is in the air.

We must be outdoors.

Finally, he stops and places me on my feet.

“Are you ready?”

Smiling, I nod, feeling excited at the same time.

“Yes, I’m ready.”

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