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..

apartment complex and even gave

finally made

that night, I was

over in my dreams, his figure appeared, holding me tight through countless late nights.

and

side of Hogan

desires, overpowering

it was

I was sleepless.

rush, I spilled out of the subway like a sardine, only

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

11:37

in the

actually drove her

Capital is on the opposite side of town from our studio.

grumpy morning Hogan had to commute

breakfast and coax him out of bed, and

his attitude could be so vast.

planned to

as I took a step, Cecilia’s soft greeting

couldn’t just ignore her and walked over, my face calm, my eyes briefly sweeping over Hogan, “Good morning, Mr. Zade, Ms. Irwin.”