40 - If she's crazy for loving me...
VJ I must’ve fallen asleep next to Chloe, holding her, because my eyes suddenly open to the feeling of her hand stroking my chest through my shirt. I managed to take my cut and boots off sometime before falling asleep, but I couldn’t move Chloe to strip the rest of the way down. I slept in my damn jeans! I look over at Chloe. She’s lying beside me, looking at me. “Hey, beautiful.” “Hey,” She replies quietly. “You okay?” She nods. She’s not okay. Max was right; last night took a lot out of her. “Everything will be all right, you know?” “Will it? I don’t see how. You want me to look at pictures. I can’t do that.” I sit up with my back against the headboard. I’m not doing this shi.t with her! She’s going to get the fuc.k up, shower, get dressed, and come to the fuckin.g clubho
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