Chasing Chase London: Part 5: Off-Season by Selena

Chasing Chase London: Part 5: Off-Season by Selena

Author:Selena [Selena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Speak Now Publishings LLC
Published: 2024-04-01T18:30:00+00:00


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“All I Really Want”—Alanis Morissette

After the pillow fight, we all collapse onto the bed, laughing and hot from all the running and jumping and hitting with pillows. It was just what I needed to release the tension of the evening’s events.

As we’re lying there catching our breath, a text chimes on Elaine’s phone. She bounces up and looks at it. “Jared,” she says with a pleased expression on her smug little face. “Look at that. Texting me on the same night I gave him my number.”

“You gave him your number, not your Snap or OnlyWords?” Daria asks. “Damn.”

“Not surprised,” Chase says, folding an arm under his head. “Elaine’s approach has always been, shove it in with no foreplay.”

“You’d know,” Daria says, flopping down beside him on Lindsey’s pillows.

I glance at Lindsey, who’s gone pink. “I think that’s enough,” she says.

“Foreplay is overrated,” Elaine says. “Why waste time when I can be coming?”

“Not everyone is blessed with a hairpin trigger,” Daria says with a scowl. “Some of us need the foreplay or we’ll never be coming.”

“Sucks for you,” Elaine says smugly. She turns to me and smiles triumphantly. “Guess I’ll take this outside so I don’t rub it in your face.” She flashes her phone screen at me before stepping out of the room and pulling the door closed.

“What was that about?” Chase asks, looking at me.

“Oh, nothing,” I say, my elated mood crashing again. At this rate, I’m going to get whiplash by the time the night is over.

“Sky gave her number to some guy, but he never called her,” Daria says. “So Elaine gave him her number, and I guess he didn’t lose that one.” She laughs, and I want to punch her for her unwanted helpfulness in explaining the situation. No one says anything for a minute while I’m busy wishing I were dead.

“Well,” Chase says at last, “there’s no accounting for taste.”

There’s a soft tapping on the door, and Lindsey’s mom sticks her head in. She looks at us, and then Chase. “Oh, hello, Chase. I didn’t realize you were here.”

He gives her his most winning smile. “I just stopped by for a minute to see if I could help out with the packing.”

“That’s very thoughtful of you,” she says, with a sweet smile that looks exactly like Lindsey’s.

“I thought so too,” he says. “Anyway, I was just leaving in a few minutes. Unless you need any help.”

“Oh, no, we’re fine,” she says, then stops to gape. “What on earth happened to your nails?”

Chase just beams wider and wiggles his toes. “You see, Blaise, your daughter wanted me to get in touch with my feminine side.”

Blaise does not seem amused. Her face struggles to maintain composure, but a small frown of disapproval peeks through.

“Hmph,” she mutters. “I say, let men be men and ladies be ladies. But what do I know? This generation thinks it’ll redefine the whole world.”

“Just the messed up parts,” Daria says.

“Just don’t let your father see that,” Blaise says to Chase. “Anyway, I just wanted to say goodnight to the girls.



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