~ Dale ~
I raked a hand through my hair, cussing under my breath, before grabbing my phone from my pocket and dialing Rita’s number (while completely ignoring the fact this was one and she would most likely be asleep).
She answered after the second ring. “Good morning sir.” Her sleepy voice proved me right, although it was laced in professionalism. “What may I help you with sir?”
“Get a driver to come pick me up. Now.”
“Okay sir. Where are you sir?”
I told her, before hanging up, still furious just by the thought of what took place.
I’d just kissed Chloe, and instead of blushing like she used to then, she’d gotten furious enough to slap me.
Wow. It was starting to become a reality that maybe Chloe really was not at all the one I knew then.
Ten minutes passed before the driver arri
