Since I Found You (Love Chronicles Book 3) by Ashelyn Drake

Author:Ashelyn Drake [Drake, Ashelyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Alex

Oliver Strauss’s attack on me probably didn’t have the reaction he expected. All it did was fuel me to write the article that brings Priority News to its feet. Whitney was a mess over it, but I calmed her down long enough to interview her. I drove her home after that and called the three business owners, apologizing for the fact that it was Sunday evening. Luckily, all three were working anyway.

After submitting my story to David at 9:42 p.m., I finally leave the office. I call Whitney to check on her, figuring she probably isn’t asleep because she’s too upset and nervous to close her eyes.

She answers on the second ring. “Hey. Are you finished writing it?”

“Yeah, I just left the office. I’m heading home now.”

“Would you mind...?” She sighs. “I really don’t want to be alone right now.”

I turn around and head to her place. “I’m on my way. I didn’t bring any pajamas, though,” I tease.

“I think you can do without them.” She’s quiet for a second, and then she laughs. “That sounded like such a line, didn’t it?”

I was hoping that was how she meant it. “Do you want me to pick up some food on the way?” I offer.

“No. I’ll order in if you’re hungry. What are you in the mood for?”

I’m sure she hasn’t eaten either. “How about a calzone?” It will be big enough for us to share.

“I’ll order now so it will be ready sooner.” Before I can thank her she adds, “And Alex, thanks for coming over. I hate that I’m relying on you so much right now. I tried to call Elana, but she’s on a date and I didn’t want to ruin it for her. She hasn’t gone out with the same guy three nights in a row in ages.”

“No need to explain. I told you we’re in this together.” We hang up, and I drive the rest of the way in silence. No radio. Just silence. It’s peaceful, something my life hasn’t been much lately. If all goes well, my article will cause quite a stir and I won’t have to worry about Oliver Strauss writing any more slanted pieces on me. All his article really did was prove what I was reporting anyway. He’s resulting to lies and behavior unfit of a news reporter. He’s digging his own grave. All I’m doing is filling in the dirt back on top of him.

The porch light is on when I arrive at Whitney’s. I knock softly, not wanting to wake her neighbors. I imagine sharing a house makes it very easy to hear each other at night. She opens the door and ushers me inside with a smile.

“The food should be here in about twenty minutes,” she says.

I can’t keep my mind from wandering to all the things we could do in twenty minutes. Despite the cold October evenings we’ve been having, Whitney is dressed in shorts and another off-the-shoulder sweatshirt. She must notice me staring because she looks down at her outfit.

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