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..

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

compensation finally made its way into

that night, I was restless.

his figure appeared, holding me tight through

grip my waist and coax me with a husky voice,

was a side of

desires, overpowering possessiveness.

it was underhanded.

I was sleepless.

like a sardine, only to find one of my wireless

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

drove her to work himself.

opposite side of town from our

meaned grumpy morning Hogan had to commute an extra hour.

up early to make breakfast and coax him out of bed, and a

attitude

planned to avoid them.

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

and walked over, my face calm, my eyes