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‘Yeah?’
‘I’m not tired.’ She laughs as he scrambles to tear off his boxers and pulls her on top of him.
17
Tate slips on his sunglassesthen starts the engine. He’s knackered. Chloe had kept him up until well after four. The stunning woman was impossible to sleep next to without wanting to do a hell of a lot more than sleep. He’s definitely paying for it now. No complaints though. If anything, it’s the thought of bringing her back to her gran’s that’s getting to him, which was strange.
He’s always preferred his own company to others, especially at home. He loved having the guys over but it was maybe once or twice a week at most. The rest of the time he w as alone. And he loved it. Or did.
Coming back home tonight without Chloe doesn’t feel right. It’s throwing him how much he wants her around. That’s probably the best reason to have a few nights away from her. It’s too soon to be living in each other’s pockets.
All he can do is keep busy, work out for a bit and hopefully grab some sleep. He’s got a call scheduled with his counsellor tonight anyway so he’d prefer she wasn’t around for that.
She climbs in beside him and he turns the truck around and heads out the gate.
‘So, I sent Bria a text while you were seeing the guys off. We’re going to go shopping in a few days. She’s going to make an appointment at a boutique in town.’
He’s slightly taken aback by the willingness of his sister to help Chloe. It’s not a bad thing at all. Maybe he’s a little jealous she’s so eager to meet Chloe but can’t answer the phone when he calls.
‘That’s great. She’ll be able to sort you out. You got the photo I sent you?’
Chloe nods. ‘I know it makes no sense, but she looks like you.’
‘You’re not the first one to say that. Just one of those freaky coincidences I guess.’ He opens the window as the traffic comes to a stop. The stunning weather has brought everyone out early, turning the N11 into a slow-moving line of cars. At this rate they’ll be lucky to get to Newcastle in time for lunch.
Tate rests his arm on the door and taps the roof with his fingers as he edges the car forward at a snail’s pace. He frowns when he hears something familiar. Chloe looks over at him, a huge smile on her face.
‘That wouldn’t happen to be one of your songs?’
‘Yep.’ He grins across at her. ‘It would appear I may have been spotted.’
‘It could just be a coincidence. Or not,’ she adds quickly when the volume increases and the occupants of the car alongside them shout his name. Thankfully, the traffic eases, giving him an escape route. He waves at them as he pulls away and they respond by beeping their horn a few times. Tate manages to put a fair bit of distance between them before the traffic stops again.
‘Okay. That was a first.’
Chloe looks in the rear-view mirror. ‘I think you’ve lost them. You certainly keep things interesting, don’t you? Maybe you should get a less conspicuous car?’
