Chapter 132
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Chapter 132
Amos tipped Chloe’s chin up and pressed a chaste kiss to her lips. She wanted to sexs was keen an aty k ve
rising, and she didn’t want him lingering when it was dangerous for his
He broke the kiss, holding het gaze for a second. “You’re working tonight? be asked.
She nodded, getting her bearings. Even a tame kiss from Amos turned her brain to mush. “Yeah, I’m bark a work for the net Fre
“Text me when you’re on your hunch break. I’ll take you to a noodle place that Fran loves p>
“It’s open in the middle of the night p>
Amos smiled at her skepticism. “It’s owned by a vampire’s bloodmate. They intentionally keep late hours. ”
“A vampire running a noodle shop?” The mundanity of it was hard to wrap her head around. “The wonders never cease the vid writy.
“Yes, well, we can’t spend all our time skulking in shadows and preying upon virgins.” Amos’s tone was light, but Chloe tented. He was a hundred and fifty years old. It was so easy to forget he wasn’t her contemporary. It was only every once in a while that the was reminded of their vast age gap. And this was the first time it had worried her.
“Amos p>
“Yes p>
“I’m not a virgin p>
He shrugged. “Neither am I p>
Chloe frowned, searching his unbothered expression. “So the virgin thing was a joke? Because you actually do skulk in shadows. So p>
Amos laughed. “I do not skulk in the shadows. I stride boldly through them.” He reached out to tuck a stray curl behind her ear. That small contact was unexpectedly reassuring. The tension eased from her shoulders. “I’m not looking for a virgin,” he said. “I just want you, Chloe p>
The sweetness of that declaration gave her no choice–she threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around the back of his neck, and kissing him desperately, deeply. He returned the kiss with equal intensity, holding her roughly against him. They were pressed so tightly together, she felt his purr reverberate in her own chest.
After a moment, Amos broke the kiss, setting her back with a firm grip on her arms. “Chloe,” he said, hair mussed, face flushed, eyes a little wild. “I have to go. The sun is rising p>
“I know,” she said breathlessly, pressing her fingers to her kiss–swollen lips. “Go p>
The following weeks were some of the sweetest and the most frustrating of Chloe’s life. Amos walked Chloe to work every night, and on days when she hadn’t been at his house before work, he took her out on her lunch breaks. When they were alone together, he made her feel important, respected, valued, in a way that she hadn’t realized had been missing from her life, and that she had so desperately needed. And somehow, despite all that emotional validation and respect, he was still able to turn into a prowling monster who dragged her into the shadows with him and took her apart piece by piece until she was nothing more than a mindless slave to the pleasure he both gave and took from her.
And yet… he was a steadfast gentleman in regards to courtship. Despite having already crossed that line, Amos resisted anything more intimate than mostly–clothed caresses while they made out like teenagers on his couch. Chloe couldn’t reasonably argue that he was leaving her unsatisfied. She orgasmed more with Amos in one day than she used to in an entire week. Even so, the desire for closer physical intimacy was a constant itch beneath her skin, pulsing in her blood. She didn’t want to rush Amos or be pushy but, Christ, she was going to explode soon. Much worse, though, was the time spent away from him. Returning to her mother’s house to sleep alone in a twin bed after being with Amos felt
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borderline inhumane the need to be able to tone her mother out, responding with vaguely feigned attentiveness. But now, being subjected to Ma’s negative munjuntognes every morning was like a drill being put through her temple. How had she tolerated it for so long?
don’t know how you exported me to rearrange everything so you could move back in, and then without any warning, you’re just going to leave?
“I gave you plenty of wifice, Ma. I told you, what, two weeks ago now? And aren’t I still here? How much warning do you need? A year? Ten? The rest of your life p>
“Watch your tone with me,” Ma snapped.
“Maybe you should watch yours with me p>
“Chloe p>
Chloe pushed away from the table. She hated feeling like a resentful, ungrateful teenager when she was a fully grown woman who’d shouldered more than her share of responsibility. “I’m going to head out. I’ll see you in the morning p>
“You just woke up!” Ma objected. “You don’t have to work for hours p>
“I know. Bye, Ma.” She grabbed her coat and stepped outside,
The sun was just beginning to set. Amos wouldn’t arrive for a few minutes yet, Chloe walked down to the corner, out of view of the house, and waited. The light in the city didn’t change much at the moment of sunset, but Chloe seemed to sense it all the same. A loosening in her chest, a slight weight lifting from her shoulders. She drew in a slow breath and let it back out. Amos was on his way to her.
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