Controlling Chloe (SYNDICATE KINGS #3) by Kate Oliver EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Kate Oliver
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- Genre: contemporary romance
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CHLOE
Will I go deaf if I stab a cocktail pick in my ear?
Staring down at the bamboo stick spearing the green olives in
my glass, I ponder doing it. Would it cause immediate deafness?
Would I have to pull it out and then gouge it into the other ear so I can’t
hear on either side?
“What I’m trying to say is, it’s actually a really big deal. One more step
closer to the White House, if you know what I mean, babe.”
I twist the pick in my fingers, seriously considering my options. The
pain would surely be worth it. Would he notice the blood gushing from my
ears? Or would he continue to drone on about himself like he’s been doing
since the moment he picked me up?
His eyes trail over the backside of a woman in a tight red dress. I arch
an eyebrow and tilt my head to the side.
“I think I know her,” he says with a cocky smile that makes me want to
gouge my eyes out too.
How could he possibly recognize her when the only part of her body he
saw was her ass? I gag internally.
What the hell was I thinking about agreeing to this date? Why do I
continue to let myself be put in these positions? And why in God’s name
did I go along with letting this asshole pick me up from my house instead of
meeting him here at the restaurant? Now I’m stranded with him unless I slip
out and order a car service.
Awesome, Chloe. Really brilliant. You’re the star of intelligent choices
once again.
“Babe, you’re not drinking your martini.”
I roll my lips in, biting down to keep myself from responding in a lessthan-ladylike way. However, I swear, if he calls me babe one more time,
I’m going to snap. I’ll make those true crime shows look like child’s play.
My entire body was prickling with annoyance by the time we got here.
Almost like bugs were crawling over me. All I wanted to do was go back
home and scrub myself clean.
When he picked me up, instead of coming to
the door, he texted me from his car to tell me he was there. Then, the entire
ride here, he talked non-stop about himself. And not a little bit. No. He went
on and on and on. My neck still aches from how stiffly I kept nodding to
make it seem like I was interested in even a single word he had to say.
Surprise! I didn’t give a shit about any of it.
Then we get to this place, and it’s nice. Very nice. Dim lighting, candles
on every table, and the staff are all dressed in crisp, black button-down
shirts and black pants with clean white aprons. There’s a shiny grand piano
on one side of the bar, and the man sitting on the bench is playing a
beautiful melody that he’s completely lost in.
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