Deep Surrendering: Episode Ten Read Online Free PDF Page A

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    “So, I need way more details on this Chase fellow.” We headed to the couch and I gave her painstaking details about Chase, right down to his eyebrows and every single freckle. I mean, I’d only met the guy today and spent a few hours with him so I couldn’t give that many details, but I did my best.
    “Now tell me about your day,” I said. “I’m sick of talking about me.” I finished my first glass of wine and poured another.
    Chloe didn’t need much encouraging to launch into her day from hell. That got me through my second glass and by the time she finished, I was sleepy and full and feeling much better.
    “Movie?” I asked.
    “Yes, but only something made before the year 2000.” Chloe wasn’t a fan of many modern movies. Most of her faves were from the seventies and eighties and even earlier.
    She got up and went through my collection and selected Can’t Buy Me Love with the absolutely dreamy Patrick Dempsey.
    “He was so dorky in this,” she said, pressing play on the DVD player.
    “I know, but you can still see the potential. He’s even better looking the older he gets. I can’t wait to see him as a silver fox. Hubba hubba,” I said.
    “I would go straight for him, I swear,” Chloe said, which was quite a statement to the beauty that was Mr. Dempsey. Chloe wouldn’t go straight for a million dollars.
    “You would suck his dick?” I asked.
    Chloe squinted at him and turned her head to the side, like she was considering.
    “Maybe. I’d probably have to close my eyes and pretend it was a banana or something.”
    “It doesn’t really work that way,” I said. You could pretend a dick was anything you want, but at the end of the day, it was still a dick and you still had it in your mouth.
    “I could give you some tips, if you want,” I said.
    Chloe shuddered.
    “We need to stop talking about this right now,” she said. “It’s ruining this for me.” I shut my mouth and looked at the bottle of wine. There was still a little bit left. Chloe had drunk more than me. I should probably catch up.
    We talked through the rest of the movie, but not about Patrick Dempsey’s dick. We avoided any dick talk.
    “So, do you think you’re going out with him again?” she said, and I knew she wasn’t talking about Patrick.
    “I don’t know, Chloe. I didn’t really go out with him this time. I told him I’d just gotten out of something and he said it was no pressure. He also didn’t kiss me. He thought about it, but he didn’t. I respect that. Even if I wanted to date him, I just can’t right now. It’s too soon.” She was one to talk. She still hadn’t started dating and it had been several months since Harmony.
    “Well, I think you should go out with him. He sounds perfect.” I gave her a look.
    “Chlo, no one is perfect.”
    “Yes, but he could be.” She wasn’t letting this die.
    “Why are you so interested in this guy?” I asked.
    She grabbed a bag of chips, stuck her hand in, pulled it out and pouted. Apparently the bag was empty.
    “Because I think it would be good for you to be with someone else. I mean, if you’re going to be with someone else right now. You don’t have to. But if you did. I mean, I haven’t even met the guy, but I can tell you like him just by the way you’re talking. So it sounds like he’s a winner already. Plus, he’s going to law school. He could make mucho bucks.” If he was the right kind of lawyer, I suppose. If he went into doing pro-bono work, not so much. If he went into corporate law, oh yeah. Chase hadn’t told me what kind of law he wanted to get into. He’d seemed kind of cagey about it, so I didn’t push. I got the impression that maybe his parents were the ones who had pushed him into it. I’d asked him what his parents did and, surprise, they were lawyers.
    “I don’t know if you’re going to meet him, because I don’t know how often I’m going to see him. And I don’t mean see him like date him. I mean see him