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

bit of mental compensation finally

night, I was

in my dreams, his figure appeared,

our most intimate moments, he’d grip my waist and coax me with a husky voice, “Louder,

a side of Hogan no one

overpowering possessiveness.

was

I was sleepless.

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

in his suit, was

11:37

the morning

her to work himself.

is on the opposite side of town from

morning Hogan had to commute an extra hour.

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

difference between his attitude could be

to avoid them.

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

over, my face calm, my eyes briefly sweeping over Hogan, “Good morning, Mr. Zade, Ms.