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Authors: Kelly Favor
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somehow finding the ability to finish the conversation amicably.
When she’d gotten off the phone, she felt sick to her stomach. Normally, this would have been cause for celebration. Working as a Director of Client Relations was an enormous step up.
And working at Zanzibar?
It was the most posh, exclusive hotel in Manhattan—if not the world.
But she couldn’t help her feelings of loss. Brody had called in a favor from the folks at the hotel, nothing more. Who knew how long they’d even employ her?
She’d probably end up fired or laid off in a matter of weeks or months at most. This was just a way to dump her and get rid of her without having to deal with the mess himself.
But nonetheless, she knew she had to take the job and try her best to move on. Maybe she would succeed and they’d continue to employ her into the future. Maybe it would somehow all work out…
Chloe couldn’t seem to stop crying, though.
As the car pulled up at her mother’s house, a lovely colonial style house on a busy street not far off the highway—Chloe wanted nothing more than to close her eyes and somehow find herself back in Brody’s penthouse.
To be in bed with him again, so warm and safe and feeling cared for by this man that she’d never expected to enter her life.
Instead, she was getting out of the car and walking slowly towards her mother’s home, and she saw the front door opening as her sister and mother appeared, their faces looking anxious.
She tried to smile and wave, but instead she burst into tears.
Her mother ran out of the house and threw her arms around her. “Hey, what’s wrong?” she asked, looking up at the black fancy car that was now pulling away. “And who drove you out here?”
Chloe hugged her mother tightly, smelling the familiar, comforting floral scent of her perfume, the sensation of her soft body and the sound of her voice.
“Oh, Mom…” she cried.
Now her sister Dana was there, sounding concerned. “Chloe? What happened? What’s going on?”
“I’m okay,” Chloe finally managed, pulling away long enough to sniffle and wipe her eyes.
“Are you sure?” Dana said.
Chloe looked up at her taller sister. Dana was older, taller, more popular and always had been better at school…and even life—than her younger sibling. But despite all of her advantages and achievements, she’d never been stuck up about any of it. She’d always been nurturing and protective to a fault.
“I’m not sure, to be totally honest,” Chloe said, holding back more tears.
Her mother’s face was lined with worry. “Are you sick? Did someone hurt you? What is it?”
Chloe bit her lip, thinking about how much she was ready to divulge. “I’m not sick,” was all she was able to say.
Her mother and sister exchanged glances.
“Well, let’s go inside,” Dana said, trying on a light smile. “Mom’s been making food on short notice, and we might as well eat it.”
“I’m not sure how much appetite I have at the moment,” Chloe said.
“You’ll eat,” her mother replied, taking her by the hand. “You always eat.”
And as they walked inside the house together, Chloe felt a surge of gratitude that she had two people in her life she knew she could count on no matter what.
Although along with that feeling of gratitude, another emotion still swirled. The feeling of sadness and deep loss at Brody Hawk having decided he no longer wanted anything to do with her.
Chloe knew that it was crazy to feel this sad over what amounted to a one-night-stand, but nonetheless the feeling was surprisingly real and powerful.
While her mother finished making dinner, Chloe went upstairs and took a quick shower, changing into some of her old clothes that had been left in her old room. Putting on a pair of jeans and a light sweater, she felt a little more herself.
And she did manage to eat.
Her mother was a great cook, always had been.
Today, she’d made pasta—baked ziti—as well as a large, fresh salad.
When she’d gotten off the phone, she felt sick to her stomach. Normally, this would have been cause for celebration. Working as a Director of Client Relations was an enormous step up.
And working at Zanzibar?
It was the most posh, exclusive hotel in Manhattan—if not the world.
But she couldn’t help her feelings of loss. Brody had called in a favor from the folks at the hotel, nothing more. Who knew how long they’d even employ her?
She’d probably end up fired or laid off in a matter of weeks or months at most. This was just a way to dump her and get rid of her without having to deal with the mess himself.
But nonetheless, she knew she had to take the job and try her best to move on. Maybe she would succeed and they’d continue to employ her into the future. Maybe it would somehow all work out…
Chloe couldn’t seem to stop crying, though.
As the car pulled up at her mother’s house, a lovely colonial style house on a busy street not far off the highway—Chloe wanted nothing more than to close her eyes and somehow find herself back in Brody’s penthouse.
To be in bed with him again, so warm and safe and feeling cared for by this man that she’d never expected to enter her life.
Instead, she was getting out of the car and walking slowly towards her mother’s home, and she saw the front door opening as her sister and mother appeared, their faces looking anxious.
She tried to smile and wave, but instead she burst into tears.
Her mother ran out of the house and threw her arms around her. “Hey, what’s wrong?” she asked, looking up at the black fancy car that was now pulling away. “And who drove you out here?”
Chloe hugged her mother tightly, smelling the familiar, comforting floral scent of her perfume, the sensation of her soft body and the sound of her voice.
“Oh, Mom…” she cried.
Now her sister Dana was there, sounding concerned. “Chloe? What happened? What’s going on?”
“I’m okay,” Chloe finally managed, pulling away long enough to sniffle and wipe her eyes.
“Are you sure?” Dana said.
Chloe looked up at her taller sister. Dana was older, taller, more popular and always had been better at school…and even life—than her younger sibling. But despite all of her advantages and achievements, she’d never been stuck up about any of it. She’d always been nurturing and protective to a fault.
“I’m not sure, to be totally honest,” Chloe said, holding back more tears.
Her mother’s face was lined with worry. “Are you sick? Did someone hurt you? What is it?”
Chloe bit her lip, thinking about how much she was ready to divulge. “I’m not sick,” was all she was able to say.
Her mother and sister exchanged glances.
“Well, let’s go inside,” Dana said, trying on a light smile. “Mom’s been making food on short notice, and we might as well eat it.”
“I’m not sure how much appetite I have at the moment,” Chloe said.
“You’ll eat,” her mother replied, taking her by the hand. “You always eat.”
And as they walked inside the house together, Chloe felt a surge of gratitude that she had two people in her life she knew she could count on no matter what.
Although along with that feeling of gratitude, another emotion still swirled. The feeling of sadness and deep loss at Brody Hawk having decided he no longer wanted anything to do with her.
Chloe knew that it was crazy to feel this sad over what amounted to a one-night-stand, but nonetheless the feeling was surprisingly real and powerful.
While her mother finished making dinner, Chloe went upstairs and took a quick shower, changing into some of her old clothes that had been left in her old room. Putting on a pair of jeans and a light sweater, she felt a little more herself.
And she did manage to eat.
Her mother was a great cook, always had been.
Today, she’d made pasta—baked ziti—as well as a large, fresh salad.
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