Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 6

The word “babe hit me like a bolt from the blue, making my chest explode with surprise.

When I turned to look at Hogan, I saw Cecilia’s little face, full of shock and confusion.

Somehow, our gazes met in mid–air.

Inudged her. “Mr. Zade’s calling you.”

The lingering, reluctant tone of his voice definitely wasn’t meant for me.

Cecilia blinked, pouted, and gave Hogan’s prominent nose a playful scratch, whining, “Hogan, the party isn’t over yet.”

Hogan lifted his eyelids at the sound, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

That confirmed my hunch.

Watching the Maybach drive away, Wallis elbowed me, her tone soothing. “Tough night, huh?”

I quipped half–jokingly, “How ‘bout something tangible, President Lott?”

Wallis just shot me a look..

drop me off at my apartment complex and even gave me a nod that I could skip punching

mental compensation finally

I was restless.

over in my dreams, his figure appeared, holding me tight through

intimate moments, he’d grip my waist and coax

of Hogan no one

desires, overpowering possessiveness.

was underhanded.

I was sleepless.

morning rush, I spilled out of the subway like a sardine, only to find one of my wireless

I was mentally sighing about it, I looked up to see a black Maybach parked not too far away. There, Hogan, all dapper in his suit, was

11:37

in the morning sun.

her to

Capital is on the opposite side of town from our

grumpy morning Hogan had to commute

the days I used to wake up early to make breakfast and coax him out of bed, and a bitter taste filled my

between his attitude could be

to avoid

soon as I took a step, Cecilia’s soft greeting

my face calm, my eyes