She'd head to the restroom and, hopefully, run into Kendra along the way. As she stood, Detective Johnson pushed off the wall and excused himself from Madame Larsson's clutches. He made his way to Chloe before she'd gotten halfway to the door, which wasn't hard as she was stopped every couple of feet by someone giving sympathies and wondering what it'd be like to talk to a real life killer.
"Hey, Chloe." Detective Johnson said when he finally reached her. He too had been mobbed but by females and guys asking ridiculous questions like, if he knew what Jonathan was wearing at the time he got shot; if his eyes were open or closed; what was his facial expression shock, anger, or betrayal; how much blood was there; or did Chloe really kill all three of them for Moulton's loot. He tried his best to be polite as he pulled away from each of them. They were after the information for new gossip, and the women also wanted to stroke his arm while they asked their silly qu
"There you are!" Kendra came rushing up to her with Kat in tow. "Hey, I'm headed to the restroom." Chloe looked over at Kat, who instantly gave her a quick hug then looked embarrassed at the act. "Thank you for coming, Kat." "Sorry for your loss and everything. Terrible. It shouldn't have happened to you. You're like the nicest person I know." Kat said. "Thank you." Chloe really did like Kat, but she did need to go to the restroom. "Kat, I love you, but I gotta pee. It's proving to be tough to get out of this room." "Oh! No worries, Chloe. Just take me with you." Chloe wasn't sure how on earth that was supposed to help her. But no sooner had Chloe thought this, and Kat started wailing and sobbing uncontrollably. Chloe looked at her like she'd lost it, and everyone around stopped what they were doing and looked aghast at the three of them. "Maybe we should get her to the
Chloe went into the living room and picked up the last couple of days worth of take-out boxes: Chinese, Pizza, Taco wrappers, and ice cream containers. She peeled a taco off the wall. And picked up a half-eaten Snickers from the armchair. So much for watching her weight, though she wasn't too far gone just yet, maybe 15 pounds heavier than she'd like. She folded her blanket after disposing of the soda bottles and beer cans and an empty bottle of wine. Yeah, she really must have been depressed, and she hadn't even noticed if depressed was even the word for it. Anxious, restless, losing her mind in the boredom that sounds more like it. Her boss had called and told her, per the CEO, probably Darren, she had the month off. Time to deal with the funeral and everything and then a couple weeks to get away and relax after. Only 70% paid, but she didn't really care she'd take it. She was almost done cleaning up and was just about to start picking up their clothes off the floo
"What time is it? Shouldn't we be getting ready to go?" Chloe asked. It felt as though that massage lasted hours. "We've still got nearly 4 hours." "Oh." "Now get up here but careful it might be slippery." Kendra had pulled the top sheet back about halfway and was sitting underneath scooted near the middle of the bed. Chloe climbed carefully up and onto the indeed slippery bed and crawled over to Kendra, who tossed the top sheet over them, so they were encased in luxury. "Oh my god!" Chloe moaned against the smooth silkiness of the satin sheets. "I know! It's so soft." Kendra stretched out flat and closed her eyes, obviously enjoying the feel of satin sheets. Chloe followed suit and slid down and under into the blissful satin pocket of delight. She lay there with her eyes closed, thinking of Detective Johnson and his light bulb offer. She might have to take him up on it
When Chloe finally made it back to the guest bedroom, Kendra had cleaned up and was fully dressed. So much for that decade's worth of sexual release, Chloe thought to herself and went off to look for a black dress. Chloe had managed to find a black dress that went to her knees. It had a swing skirt with a black satin ribbon around the hem, and the top and sleeves were lace with a satin camisole slip she wore underneath. She'd worn it once to a function for her father-in-law's car lot. She wasn't sure what it was, some kind of fundraiser, she thought. The funeral was pretty much uneventful long boring speech and prayer with the constant sobbing from Mark Harris throughout. Even though they had forgone the church service, they still had a preacher at the burial that for some reason, decided to make up for the lack of a service. Kendra sat next to Chloe in a black patchwork swing dress that made her look like she should be walking a catwalk somewhere. And how she could
After the appetizers at the car lot, Kendra and Chloe went to Screaming Brainfreeze. Chloe got Peach and Chong, and Kendra got Disco Lemonade. They sat in silence for a while and just enjoyed the drinks. "So have you decided what you're going to do yet?" Kendra asked. "No. But I'm on vacation for three more weeks. You're right, I need to live finally. I've been in a rut since I was fourteen. It's about time I got unstuck. I'm going to clean up a bit with the lawyer and stuff, then head to L.A. to Aunt Lane's." "Yup." Kendra slurped away the last of her drink. "Maybe I'll move to L.A. get far away from this shit hole. There's nothing left for me here anyway. Everyone's dead or gone." "True. That'd be awesome if you moved out there, Babe. Finally, the paint twins back in business!" "Maybe. But I do need something different." As soon as she said that
The next morning Chloe got up extra early and threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt Kendra had left for her so she wouldn't have to wear her Jon clothes. She was out of the house by seven and headed first to Starbucks for a white chocolate mocha, which she got with skim milk but wasn't sure if that made much of a difference. She then went to see her lawyer. She got to his office just before 8:00 a.m. and sat in her car a minute to send Kendra a text. What do you think of nude modeling? Wait, what kind of question is that for Kendra? Chloe shook her head and quickly texted Kendra: nvm She opened her door and headed into the office. Just as she was opening the door, she got a call. Really Kendra had to call her to give a response. "I said never mind," Chloe answered without looking. "Never mind?" She heard a low sexy voice that sounded very much li
Chloe cut through the park, staying just within the trees lining the edge. She jumped or fell over a fence separating the housing development from the park and school. She walked along the hedge in the next-door neighbor's backyard and darted to the door and windows looking for a way in. One of Nicki's friends had taken Geoffrey, so she didn't have to worry about him giving her away. She thought she could try the kitchen window. It was too tall, so she looked around and found a planter to stand on. It was wobbly, but she found the window was actually unlocked. She was working on lifting the window. It was so damned stiff she pushed it up from one angle and then another, and it inched little by little. "Fuck! If I weren't so getting so fat, I wouldn't need to lift it this much." Chloe growled through gritted teeth. She finally managed to get it up and wiggled in, accidentally kicking the planter over, knocking it into a rickety-looking chair, which fell
Chloe stood surrounded by lights covered in silver paint again, and she was exhausted. She didn't think she could twist or jump or dance, let alone stand up anymore. She slumped in the chair and slid her feet into the house shoes that she'd left there."You can use the shower. I'll come scrub the paint off your back in a moment. You can stay here tonight the police won't clear you until tomorrow, so they'll still be looking to drag you in by your hair, no doubt." Kyle told her calmly as he cleaned up the area they had been working in."Oh, ok, thanks." She walked towards the back room. As she walked past him, he looked at her, then at the robe, she left in the chair, and he raised an eyebrow. She just shrugged and continued towards the door.She got in the shower and sighed under the hot spray of water, and layer after layer of paint swirled down the drain. The shower had multiple heads and settings. It was like being surrounded by an
"Maybe we can help distract each other," Jackson suggested. "Mmm." She moaned as he kissed her again, closed the door without leaving and carried her to bed. Chloe thought at long last something good would come of all this turmoil she had been through. She was tired of all the craziness and just wanted to have a night where she didn’t have to think about her dead husband, or neighbors, or the neighbors brother stalking her and running her down. “Aaahh..” Jax had somehow already stripped Chloe down to her bra and panties and had been squeezing her breasts like two stress balls before he pinched her nipples hard. “Can I?” Jax suddenly stopped and asked in a hoarse voice if he could take her bra off. Why now was he asking? He hadn’t asked about anything else.
Meredith had followed Brayden through the closet where the bedroom was. A large king sized bed sat in the middle of the room against the left wall facing a window to the right. There was a white sheer curtain that was on a round track that encircled the bed. The curtains were pulled back and framed the bed on either side.There was a small seating area past the bed but Meredith was more concerned with the bed in front of her. She sighed a sigh of relief and as she went around to the other side of the bed as she left Brayden’s side their hands drifted apart.Meredith sat on the bed then turned to Brayden and he nodded. She followed him back into the closet where he opened a bag and pulled out a smaller bag and handed to her and he guided her to the bathroom that was connected to the closet by a door in the middle of the closet on the same wall as the bedro
** Author's Note: This isn't the end of Chloe's odd circumstances. She will return soon. Please make sure to add this novel to you collection so you are notified on the next series of events. Coming soon to a goodnovel near you (0.0) ** Chloe sat in the terminal waiting for her plane to board thinking or trying not to think of the past few weeks, or the past few months. She was pushing everything to the back of her mind hoping it wouldn’t surface anytime soon. She wanted to move on and move forward if at all possible. She was focusing on imagining her future when she heard someone clear their throat. “Uh, excuse me do you mind?” She looked up and saw a tall, lanky man with short shaggy curly brown hair. He had brown beady, almost dead eyes and fuzz that resembled a sort of illusion of a beard gone wrong. He was wearing a red
Chloe woke up on New Years Day and got washed and dressed. She gathered up anything she forgot to pack before or had taken out of her luggage and then made breakfast for her and her house guest, soon to be house sitter, Kat.Kat came in and ate and then went off to get washed and dressed as well. It was five minutes to ten when Darren showed up with a briefcase. He explained all the paperwork as she signed for her transfer to the L.A. office."We are still on holiday break until next week, and then it will take about a week to get your new office set up," Darren told her. "I will call you beforehand to confirm the particulars but expect to begin a week from next Monday.""Thank you, Darren," Chloe said, leading him to the door just as Kyle knocked on it. She introduced them then poi
Chloe woke up on a stretcher in front of Veronica and Gerri's old house. She blinked a few times then wrinkled her nose at the lingering burn of the smelling salts. As much as she disliked them she was getting used to them. She looked up to see an EMT looking back at her, and he flashed a light across her eyes. "Are you okay?" He asked her. "Yes, yes I'm fine Josh. My name is Chloe Harris I'm thirty, and I want to go home." "Fine by me." He told her with a smile. "I want to make my wife’s new years eve party if I can."
Chloe woke up, she was in a family room of a split level house. She recognized it almost immediately as Veronica Moulton's. It was the house Veronica lived in with her mother, Gerri before they both got married and moved out. Gerri had gotten married and moved an hour out of town and left her house to Veronica. Later Veronica married Nicki and moved around the corner from Chloe. Chloe had never thought to ask what had happened to the house and Veronica never mentioned it, but here it was exactly as she remembered it. The furniture was the same though a bit dingier and the carpeting, wall fixtures, everything was as it had been when Veronica lived here. It didn't make sense to Chloe. Surely they would have taken their things with them and whoever the new owners were wouldn't want pictures of Veronica and her mother on the walls. Chloe blinked and noticed
Chloe woke up to a mouth on hers, and she blinked into the dark with a start gasping into the mouth. She felt a hot body pressed against hers and realized she had no clothes on. She was still wearing her necklace, but her t-shirt and panties had been removed. She was getting dizzy and almost out of breath when she was released from the kiss."You went to bed without me," Liam whispered in her ear. "And you were dressed.""I…" Liam was nibbling her earlobe, and she felt him hot between her legs. "I tried to wait up.""I want you," Liam said and was sucking on her breast teasing her nipple as he engulfed her. When he let go, he finished his sentence, "to feel what I feel.""Ah." She opened her legs to him as he
Chloe was so sore when she got up on Sunday she almost called Kat to cancel yoga, but Liam had distracted her before she knew it, Kat was ringing her doorbell and Chloe was scrambling to get ready."I gotta head to the station for a bit. Will you be okay by yourself when you get home, Luv?" Liam asked Chloe at the door as she locked up."Hmm? Yeah, I'll just paint the master." He pulled her close and kissed her before she got in Kat's car."Hey there," Kat said. Chloe buckled herself in as she thought, Safety First. "How long have you and detective hottie been a thing?""What?" Chloe said as Kat looked in the mir
Chloe got in her borrowed black Corolla wearing an off the shoulder sweater, jeans, her rabbit boots and her coat she had left out. Kyle put her luggage in the trunk, and she thanked him then headed to the airport to pick up Liam. She had told him what Brownstone said, and he agreed she shouldn't be alone. He was going to stay with her until they caught Marilyn. It was already dark when she got to the airport and pulled up to where Liam waited for her at his gate. "So this is why the patrol couldn't find you?" Liam said getting in the Corolla. "Patrol?" Chloe pulled away from the curb and headed to her house. "I told you I wasn't home. Brownstone wanted me to lay low." "Yeah, you said you were at a friend's, so I sent Patrol to Katherine Chevy's place, and they couldn'