Chapter 2
Unbelievable now the police were at her house questioning her. “Ma’am why did you feel you had to prank call law enforcement?” “What were you doing out so late?” “Was this an ex-boyfriend you were trying to get rid of?”
So many freaking questions they thought she was a certified nut-case thinking some men just popped out of nowhere. She gave them the best description she possibly could but they looked at her like she had been caught choking baby squirrels. No matter at least the chances of it happening again were like, NIL.
She waited until after the doubtful police men had left her doorstep before stripping out of her work shirt and kicking off her pumps. She was happy to walk around for a few minutes in her bra and pencil skirt. Chloe reached up to unpin her hair and let it fall down her back as she walked to the balcony outside her bedroom.
This used to be her grandparents’ home and she loved the house and the land. It was a big house and it needed to be filled again with the voices of children again and the sounds of laughter and love, like it used to be.
BAM!
“What the hell?” Chloe picked up her cover-up and ran for the front of the house as she heard the gate at the front of the house bang. Whoever it was had never been there before or they would know that thing was spring loaded and slammed whenever it was let go. She looked down from the second story window and seen one of the moronic street fighters walking up her sidewalk to the door.
Good LORD where was his shirt? Was he wearing one earlier? Is it normal for any man to look like that? Her mind was in hyper drive and she didn’t know what to do when the doorbell rang. Should she answer it? Should she call the police again…..yeah not going to happen she wasn’t getting doubted a second time tonight so she settled for yelling down from the balcony.
“Excuse me sir are you lost? No one you know lives here so I think you should go back the way you came. Thanks.” Chloe didn’t sound nervous at all oh no she was the model of composure.
“Ma’am, sorry to bother you so late, may I come in I would like to have a word with you instead of yelling from here.” Dean flashed her a most brilliant smile, and it usually worked on any woman.
“Yeah I don’t think so buddy. You are stronger than me so there is no freaking way I am opening my door to you.” Chloe’s voice had risen above her normal talking voice as she looked down at the stranger. He had to be nuts if he thought she was going to let him into her house. Although she hadn’t seen a man look that good in forever. “Now I need you to please leave or I will call the police.” She gave him a half a wave and then closed the door to the balcony.
As she walked back across the room she realized she had not had her shirt on through the short lived conversation that she just had on the balcony, shrugging she thought he probably didn’t see anything anyways since it was dark outside. She slipped out of her skirt put on her favorite PJ’s going out of her mind listening to the sound of the doorbell.
Her doorbell rang a dozens of times and he knocked on the door after every ding dong. Chloe had enough and jumped in the bed and put the pillow over her head and went to sleep before the last chime of the doorbell.
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Dean was determined to talk to her and find out if she knew anything about the reason they were here. The problem with that was he didn’t know where they were and they had no money between the 3 of them having all been at home none of them knew they needed to be prepared for anything. So here goes some breaking and entering. She wouldn’t mind he would just charm her he was good at that.
Shrugging his shoulders he lifted up his right hand and grabbed onto the lowest branch on the tree beside her house. Lifting himself up limb by thick limb until he was able to reach the roof over the porch then it was an easy two steps to her bedroom window.
She was so going to get a piece of his mind, all he wanted was to ask a question. He just needed her to stay calm while he did it. Most people didn’t like hearing about jumping through time it really skeeved them out.
So now what to do? It didn’t look as if she had an alarm on her bedroom window. Dean rubbed his hands together, this was getting easier and easier. Grabbing ahold of the window frame he pushed up and slid his body through. Wow could that woman snore, sounded like she was competing with a car that had a habit of backfiring.
Dean made his way across the room as silently as possible the last thing he wanted was for her to wake up before he could cover her mouth. She had one luscious thigh out of the covers bent at the knee and foot tucked back under the sheet at the foot of the bed. Her blond hair hung out from under the pillow like silk, and the room smelled delicious.
He sat down on the side of her bed slowly moved the pillow off of her head and eased his hand across her lips, she moved suddenly and he found himself lying with his back on the floor and her on top straddling him. Normally this would be an awesome way to be, except for the eight and a half inch survival blade she had pressed into his face. Defiantly not the time to be turned on but, she was beautiful with her hair falling in curls and the “gonna slit your throat if you move” look on her face.
“You have five seconds to start talking, and tell me what the fuck you are doing in my bedroom in the middle of the night climbing into my bed.” Chloe whispered.
Dean looked at her and of all the things he could think to do he smiled his crooked smile at her. He wanted to take her then and there. “One” Shit she means business.
“Two”
“Alright, alright well ma’am I hate to barge in on you like this but see I have a question or two that I need to ask you and since you are the only person that has seen us and knows that we have arrived here then I thought you would be the best person to ask because you see I don’t know why we are here, and the less people that know about us the better.” Dean blew out the long explanation in on rushed breath.
Chloe looked down on his face with a scowl and said, “Start talking and this better be good.”
