Page 147 of Now and Forever

“Aiight, then.” He tapped the doorframe before throwing me a nod. “Hit me up or whatever.”

“Yep.” I blew out my response, relieved he was leaving so no one could witness how fucked up I was.

Upon his departure, my mind ran rampant with thoughts again. If being pulled in both directions weren’t stressful enough, apprehension had seized me as I weighed the possibility of Chloe really going all the way with this biker dude tonight. She wasn’t that type of girl. I knew she wasn’t. Regardless, considering how Spencer had almost gotten what he’d wanted by caging her against the wall, I supposed it was inevitable once she had alcohol in her system. Add in the other major factor that she was responsive as hell, bent on making a valid point, and horny beyond recognition, and she was the perfect candidate for hitting the sack with some guy she found attractive and shared some decent amount of chemistry with.

Basing from her look earlier, I didn’t have to guess wildly. She was attracted to the guy, and I didn’t know what to do with myself, so I decided to jump in the shower, hoping it would cool my head and give me a new perspective.

That trick didn’t do much to abate the inferno.

Once I got out, my mood and temper had shifted from worse to bedlam. I didn’t bother drying myself before I hunted down my phone to check where she was right this instant.

It disclosed that she was presently in a restaurant, most assuredly enjoying her date with biker dude, probably flirting her way through each course, teasingly biting each morsel while letting the guy eye-fuck her from across the table.

Fuck! Triple fucking shit. She was screwing with my head, and for the first time in my sinful life, I had no idea how to make it fucking stop.

She was getting through to me, and not just physically and mentally. Chloe was giving me the feels, and I didn’t appreciate it one fucking bit.

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