Chloe was sitting at her desk with her reading glasses on , thumbing through a n endless pile of scripts. She read through yet another mundane plot about a cop , out to save the world. She yawned and laid it on the reject pile along with nearly everything else she had read tonight. She looked at the time and pouted . I t was nearly ten o’clock and she was missing Brent already. Even though she told him she had a pile o f work to do, she hoped he’ d call and interrupt this tedious chore. She wanted so badly to pick up a script that would lead her down a path of fantasy and get her heart racing. All she found in this pile was much of the same thing over and over again. What she needed was something out of the ordinary. Chloe tapped her pencil on the desk and stared at her phone. Damn , she wished Brent would call. Chloe Anders had met Brent Harper at a friend’s housewarming party nearly six months ago. They spotted each other at the same time and it was lust at first sight. He was tall, slender with wide shoulders and narrow hips. He had a thick mane of dark tousled hair, beautiful blue eyes and a devilish smile with straight white teeth. Physically they were a perfect match for one another. Chloe was a beautiful blonde with large blue eyes, nice round ed tits and an ass that could only be described as heavenly. They started talking that evening and from that moment on, they became inseparable . The two of them couldn’t keep their hands off one another for more than a night since they met. It was Chloe that decided that it would be healthy for them to take a night off. She needed to catch up on some work and he had some extra side work to do also. She decided halfway into the evening that she’d made a big mistake. She missed Brent like crazy! It was torturous being apart from him. Brent was doing some undercover work for a well-to-do client named Arthur Dobley . The man always paid him in cash, lots of it. Chloe never asked nor did she want to know what Bre n t did to earn it but the man always called him back again and again . She was sure it was something she was b etter off not knowing about. Bre n t would tell her in an instant if she insisted. He trusted her that much. Chloe was a firm believer that no matter how close you were to someone, there needed to be boundaries. She drew the line at his clandestine work for Mr. Dobley . She preferred her Brent , the boyfriend instead of the private investigator , Brent Harper Esq. She never insisted that he learn what script editing entailed , so they were even. She liked their lives with just enough separation to keep it interesting. Besides… h er sweet and naughty Brent gave her enough excitement for two lifetime s. She picked up another script with an exasperated sigh and kept her eye on the clock of her phone . As if Brent instinctively knew it was time to rescue her from this monotonous task of reading torturously boring scripts , the pho ne rang and her heart lightened . She answered it immediately . “Thank God you called ! I was waiting for you.” Brent teased. “How’ d you know it was me?” “Did you assume I knew it was you ?” They both laughed at the same time. “ What ’cha you doin sweetheart ? D o you need to be rescued?” “Of course I need to be rescued! You know I always need to be rescued from being lonely for you.” Chloe purred over the phone. “Are you ready to come and save me now?” “I’m always ready to d o that but I was thinking there’ s something I’ d love to have you do for me?” “Sounds intriguing…?” Chloe plied. She knew him too well and he was up to something. He was ready to play games and she was always receptive to Brent Harper’s games, in fact she lived for them. Her legs began to twitch and she squirmed in her office chair simply from the tone of his voice. “Good, I’ll be there in about twenty minutes.” Brent paused for a moment. “ Chloe , you do