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..

heart to drop me off at my apartment complex and even gave me a

finally made its way

that night, I was restless.

over in my dreams, his figure appeared, holding me

and coax me with a husky voice, “Louder,

of

desires, overpowering possessiveness.

it was underhanded.

I was sleepless.

the subway like a sardine, only to find

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 orange–pink cinched dress,

11:37

the morning sun.

drove her

side

Hogan had to commute an extra

breakfast and coax him out of bed, and a

attitude could

to avoid

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

walked over, my face calm, my eyes