Chapter Seventeen
Khloe Anderson
I stood back to look at my creation. I'd decided to make an orange cake for dessert, based on the ingredients that I found in the kitchen, and from how it looked now, I knew it was successful. Mia went on to prepare dinner and I'd only recently began assisting her. Everything was now prepared, and I couldn't be happier.
It was nice having someone else there in the kitchen when I was preparing something. In the bakery, I liked handling things on my own, and most times, if someone did join me, it would be done in silence. Mia was very attentive, and moved around the kitchen with so much grace, almost like she belonged there.
"Come on," she beam as
Chapter EighteenKhloe AndersonI looked at myself in the mirror for what was probably the hundredth time. This dress is too sexy, too tight, too large, too flashy, too pale, too-ugh!Mia had invited me to her annual charity ball, and I wasn't sure what dress was appropriate for such an event, so I had asked Alyssa for assistance. Plain to say, she was certainly serious when she said it would be out of this world. I wasn't certain whom the dress was actually for. She was a more outgoing person than me, and if on her, the dress would do her justice. Me, however, I tried finding every possible aspect of the dress that would be worthy of judgement so I'd have to change into another one.
Chapter NineteenLogan NovakI place gentle kisses against her neck and throat, travelling lower down her body. Her nipples stand at attention through the dress and bra, and my excitement builds at the thought of what's below the fabric. Reaching for the zipper, I carefully unzip her dress and helped her out of it. My breath caught at the sight of the strapless bra that perfectly held up her perky breasts, showing off the valley that men probably got lost in before.Yet, that thought didn't necessarily appeal to me. The realization that men had actually touched her, and made her feel things that I was about to, made me feel...angry.No matter h
Chapter TwentyKhloe Anderson"Hands off, Logan."I removed his hands which were busy running along my curves. At another instance, this action would've been most welcomed. However, being naked and this close to Logan Novak, only dirty things could occur. However, his hands kept torturing me, and I gasped when he instantly grabbed my butt."Logan, I'm serious." I turned around to scowl at him, and I wanted to smack the smirk off his face."Babe, just one more time," he begged, but I chose not to fall for his charms. We'd done it countless times already, and I'm extremely exhausted.
Chapter Twenty-OneKhloe AndersonI dug my hand into the bowl of popcorn and a few fell unto Logan's laps. Trying my best to ignore my actions and the smirk which appeared on his face as his eyes are glued to the TV, I dug right back into the bowl."I think you should clean up your mess," I hear him say a moment later, and the bowl is pushed away, giving me no access to the salty snack. I chose to ignore him, making myself comfortable, and returning my gaze to the television as we watch a movie.When the popcorn I'd been holding on to finished and the urge to have more grew to unimaginable bounds, I felt like the universe had betrayed me. I'd have to reach over him to get the bo
Chapter Twenty-TwoKhloe AndersonI puke my guts out for what seemed to be the fifth time this week. The toilet had become my best friend, and food- my worst enemy. I wondered what had upset my stomach so much thatthiskept on for days. I'd ruled out all the possibilities of it being food poisoning. I hadn't eaten anything strange in the past few days. I'd prepared all the meals that I could remember, and as far as I'm concerned, I'm not allergic to anything.I'd analyzed at all the possibilities. Maybe it's a stomach bug. I'd heard that there's one going around, and maybe somehow, I'd caught it. Which was unbelievable; I didn't get sick. I couldn't remember the last time I'd been this ill.
Chapter Twenty-ThreeLogan NovakAs I drove to Khloe's apartment, I tried calling her cellphone and landline. It kept going straight to voicemail, and I felt fear rush through me. It isn't like Khloe to not answer her phone. The last time something similar had occurred, I had almost lost her. I couldn't go through this again. I hoped that this wasn't the case.I felt like such an idiot for not listening when she'd called earlier on. I should've made an effort, cancelled meetings- found some way to listen. I'm so stupid. What does she think? That I don't want her anymore, or I was ignoring her. That was besides the truth. I'd wanted more than anything to be back in NYC, but with up and coming contracts, and ensuring that everything ran smoothly, I'd lost
Chapter Twenty-FourLogan NovakI looked at Khloe as she slept. We were on our way back to NYC, having spent a few days there with her family. She'd wanted to stay there longer, but when I'd gotten the call that I was needed back in my office, I decided to drive back. Not wanting me to go, she'd agreed that it was best if she drove back with me- which explains why she's fast asleep.When Khloe had told me the news about the baby, I was shocked. All my life, I'd never wanted any kids or dreamt about the possibilities. But when Khloe told me that she was pregnant, I was ecstatic. Over the past months since I'd known Khloe, I'd thought about marriage and kids, and now they were welcomed thoughts.
Chapter Twenty-FiveLogan NovakI rushed into the Novak mansion demanding, "Where is she?"To anyone, I could easily resemble an insane person, who's well on my way to a mental hospital. However, that was beside the point. I'd been speaking to Levi when he happened to mention that Khloe is with my parents at the mansion. Naively, I'd disagreed, certain that Khloe was in the apartmentresting. I remembered the conversation we had earlier that day quite clearly.So, of course I had argued with him about Khloe's whereabouts."I'm serious. Khloe is with mom and dad. Mom just called me," he'd said, and pulled out his cellphone to