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What the hell rong with her?
A psychologist would probably tell her it was a control issue Her routine was very regulated, controlled, precise Going out with Scott and his army buddy, she wouldn’t be in control of the situation Probably why the encounter with Logan had thrown her for a loop
Oh, no Not doing it Nope Not thinking about Logan Again
“Great,” Scott said “The wine tasting starts in an hour I’ out” As he walked by, he ruffled her hair again
Chloe snapped to attention and gave her brother a dramatic salute “Sir, yes, sir!” she barked like she’d seen soldiers do in the movies
His chuckle followed him out of the room “You’re such a little shit,” he called out
Chloe srown adult, but she was still a younger sister Being a little shit, was a rite of passage
Two hours later, it was seven PM, and Chloe was seconds away fro out of her skin Literally, her flesh felt itchy and too tight She rubbed her right forearain until the skin practically screaht red track she’d left on her arm from too many forceful scours with the heel of her hand And why had she worn this dao, when she’d worn this to the bar, she’d felt sexy, confident, proud Now she just felt exposed and vulnerable Two things guaranteed to ramp up her anxiety
“You having fun, sis?” Scott asked, a huge grin on his face He was loving this The large croas full of buzzed, socializing post-work folks just looking to let loose for a few hours Neither of the a few of the wines They’d driven in separate cars so Scott could continue on to his buddy’s place and Chloe could head home afterward
Seeing hi at her Here he anting to spend ti that she’d have loved last year, and she could think of nothing beyond watching thea smile on her face, she said, “Definitely, Scott You know ht up my alley”
His grin grew even bigger, and pride shown in his eyes It was then she got it This wasn’t about hiested this for her Because the Chloe he kneould have eaten this kind of event right up Poor guy probably thought he was giving her exactly what she needed Drawing her out of the hole she’d buried herself in Healing her
She didn’t have the heart to tell hiht, her heart pounded, and her insides shook like a vibrating bed Proble, she was bound to slide into a full-blown panic attack
“I’ from the counter?”