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..

had the heart to drop me off at my apartment complex

bit of mental compensation finally made

night, I

figure appeared, holding me tight through countless

and coax

a side of Hogan no

overpowering possessiveness.

it was underhanded.

I was sleepless.

of the subway like a sardine, only to find one of my wireless earbuds had been jostled off.

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 opening the passenger door like the perfect gentleman. In a moment, Cecilia emerged from the car in an

11:37

in the morning sun.

actually drove her to work himself.

opposite side of town from

Hogan had to

the days I used to wake up early to make breakfast and coax him out

his attitude could

to avoid

took a step, Cecilia’s soft greeting reached my ears, “Good morning. Xaviera!”

calm, my eyes briefly sweeping over Hogan, “Good morning,