Frigid

Chloe wrapped her arms about herself as if she felt frigid air surrounding her. A thought about her mother came like frigid air–but now she wondered if she was right? Chloe was lying in bed with Oscar, they were both so drunk after they left Talisman with Eliza and Rafe.

Rafe had his driver take them home, and he and Eliza walked away. Chloe stared after them for a long time–as long as she could see them in the car. She realized it bothered her that Rafe was going with Eliza, and probably they were in bed the same way she and Oscar were now. Oscar pulled her closer, and she could smell the smokiness of Laphroaig on his breath.

Her mother had told her that she was way out of her league with a man like Oscar. Chloe felt she was even more out of her league with a man like Rafe. Being with him changed her, she needed to tell Oscar about it, but she had not.

After being with Rafe, Chloe felt like more of a woman than she had before. Maybe being with Oscar was something different because she had had a crush on him and it was fulfilled.

With Rafe, it had been wanting him from almost the moment she saw him, and not being able to deny that. She had even made it so that Eliza feel like they all should switch partners. Her desire made it so, Chloe heated up as she realized that. When he made love to her she had a fever, and wanted nothing else.

But him.

She had searched his eyes for some reciprocity earlier, but he barely looked at her. When he did his smile was warm and knowing, everything that happened between them flashed in his eyes. She felt full of him, and wanted him inside her again. But all she did was drink like self medication to make it all go away…

Now he haunted her like a ghost, she did not see him as an apparition even as she could not stop thinking about him. Wondered if he was thinking about her, as Oscar pulled her closer.

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