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Post by heroicmuse on Aug 27, 2015 6:59:14 GMT -5
Oh what a tease. LOL. I'm glad Chloe has enough sense to not go to that movie! Now I really can't wait to see their date.
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Post by unavitasegreta on Aug 27, 2015 7:29:00 GMT -5
I'm glad to see Chloe taking the initiative to go on a date!
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Post by André DiMera on Aug 27, 2015 7:42:43 GMT -5
I really hope that they have a fun date!
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Post by fluffysmom on Aug 27, 2015 20:37:43 GMT -5
I'm looking forward to their date.
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Post by Kpatch on Aug 28, 2015 5:18:10 GMT -5
Chapter 14a
That night, Chloe and Philip were holding hands while waiting in line to see “Casablanca” at the Pickwick Theater, a local movie house that showcases classic films.
His hand felt so warm holding hers, so much like home, as if they were born this way. For her, it felt like the way it was always meant to be. She only wished she hadn’t put him through so much in the past year. She knew she eroded his belief in her. What she didn’t know is if she could win it back.
“How did you like your dinner,” Philip asked, snapping her out of her thoughts.
“I love Thai food. I don’t think I’ve had any since I first moved to Chicago.” Chloe looked toward the box office for a second, then back up at Philip. She gazed at his profile as he stood beside her. Even though it was late August, it was on the cool side in Chicago, and he was wearing the leather jacket he bought himself Christmas before last. Everything about Philip evoked a memory of their long, rich history together. There were so many aspects of their lives that were commingled, so many memories — little and big — that tied them together. But she wouldn’t have it any other way.
He noticed she was staring at him. “What’s wrong?” he asked, rubbing his jaw with his free hand. “Do I have curry on my chin?”
“No,” she laughed and touched his chin. “But … I have a confession.”
“Already?”
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Post by heroicmuse on Aug 28, 2015 5:31:25 GMT -5
What a sweet beginning to the date! Casablanca is a much better choice for a first date movie too. And the banter was cute And then... It was Friday and Kpatch is going to make us wait all weekend to find out what Chloe's confession is. Will there be previews? |
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Post by melly on Aug 28, 2015 5:58:28 GMT -5
Thai food and Casablanca? I want to tag along on Chloe and Philip's next date--maybe Lucas and I can double with them?  Could we get just a tiny preview, please? |
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Post by André DiMera on Aug 28, 2015 7:14:09 GMT -5
Sounds like they're having a nice date!
Could we please have previews?
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Post by krw627 on Aug 28, 2015 7:41:17 GMT -5
Almond Joys and margaritas for previews!
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Post by unavitasegreta on Aug 28, 2015 21:31:27 GMT -5
It's been a good date so far! I wonder what Chloe has to confess...
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Post by fluffysmom on Aug 28, 2015 21:46:44 GMT -5
That's a sweet beginning to their date. I really like Chloe's thoughts about Philip and their history. May we please have previews Kpatch? |
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Post by Kpatch on Aug 29, 2015 14:08:57 GMT -5
Almond Joys and margaritas for previews!
Thanks for your readership and comments everyone. Here's a little preview of the week ahead….
The date continues with the confession, some reminiscing, some pondering, conflicted emotions, and musings about the future.
On which side of the door will the date end? Inside or outside? |
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Post by heroicmuse on Aug 29, 2015 14:13:26 GMT -5
Ooh sounds great Kpatch. I am even more excited than ever for that confession! |
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Post by fluffysmom on Aug 29, 2015 14:35:23 GMT -5
Thanks for the intriguing previews Kpatch. |
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Post by Kpatch on Aug 31, 2015 5:25:45 GMT -5
Chapter 14b
Waiting in line at the movie, Chloe said, "I have a confession.”
“Already?”
“I have butterflies in my stomach.”
He squinted at her, a little confused. “Is that the confession, or the prelude to the confession?”
“No. That is the confession.”
“Okaaaay. Why do you have butterflies?”
Chloe blushed. “Nervous. Excited.”
“About?”
A little embarrassed, Chloe rested her forehead against Philip’s arm. “About this. Our date. If I told you how ecstatic I am to be here with you, it would probably terrify you.”
Philip smiled and draped his arm around her shoulder, squeezing her toward his body. “Are you kidding me? You should know by now that there’s no way you can scare me away.” He kissed the top of her head. “Besides, I know exactly how you feel.”
“Really? You mean, you feel them too? The butterflies?”
“I do,” he nodded in agreement. “Every time I’ve been with you for the past sixteen years.”
She rolled her eyes. “You do not.”
“Okay. Almost every time.” He looked into her blue eyes and sighed. “Every time you enter a room, it’s like prom night all over again and I’m seeing you for the first time without your dark clothes and glasses.”
“My big Last Blast reveal." Chloe leaned her head on Philip’s shoulder. "Oh what a night,” she sang, somewhat mockingly.
“Hey. It was for me. Life-changing, in fact,” Philip remembered.
Chloe lifted her head off Philip’s shoulder and looked at him. “For me too.”
Philip leaned closer and kissed Chloe’s lips. “I’m glad you suggested going out tonight,” he said sincerely. “Still nervous?”
She looked into his eyes and felt herself relax a little. “Not so much.” She turned her head to face forward. “Oh hey. Line’s moving.”
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