Gotta Make It Complicated
Disclaimer: I don't own The Covenant or The Nine Lives of Chloe King
Summary: Third in The Witch Uniter series. Things are getting more complicated for Chloe as she juggles her new boyfriend, being friends with her old boyfriend and of course, The Order.
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"I don't like it," Whitley said with a scowl. "They've been too boisterous, too happy."
The table of men and women around him all spoke up simultaneously in agreement. This was a meeting of the entire North American heads of the Order; the largest meeting head since Whitley Rezza announced the identity of the Uniter some months ago.
"And yet nothing has happened," Simone commented. It seemed like some sort of odd mystery. Something was clearly going on and yet there have been no indications of activity. Given that the excitement was centered around San Francisco, there was a good chance that the Uniter was behind it all. "What can they possibly be celebrating?" she mused, her hands tapping thoughtfully.
"Sir!" a younger male, rushed in clutching a handful of papers. "I need to talk to you!"
"This is a private North American meeting, boy," a gruff voice said. The voice belonged to Howard from the Houston branch. "You can't just waltz in here and interrupt-"
"But, sir!" the boy protested loudly, shaking his papers. "It's not just North America." He paused as he suddenly had everyone's undivided attention. He swallowed at the pressure. He was just an assistant; a glorified secretary who fetched the mail and read the faxes. "These are reports in from all over the world. The supernaturals have been acting up everywhere," he said weakly, handing his handful of papers over to the nearest member before quickly rushing out.
Everyone began speaking in surprise as the memos went around. Simultaneously, a small shiver of fear went down every member's spine. What had happened that affected the entire world's supernaturals?
"Shut up!" Amy cried out as she simultaneously reached out to grab a handful of popcorn. "They're coming up next." The room quieted as every eye glued itself to the television screen.
"Next up we have Chloe King and her date, boyfriend Reid Garwin. Chloe is a model and recently has branched out into singing. Her single "Work" has reached a high of #4 on the Billboard top 40 list, a very respectable position for a newcomer. Her album is due out in less a month I believe," the announcer spoke as the camera followed Reid and Chloe up the red carpet while they occasionally posed for pictures.
"That's right, Sam. And on her arm is the ever handsome Reid Garwin. Reid is the heir to billionaire Scott Garwin and a current student at Stanford. He's a double major in English Literature and Studio Art, I believe. His family made their name in the logging industry before switching to coal in the late 1800s and more recently to diamonds in the '70s. Reid and Chloe have a long history together, don't they Alex?"
"That they do." Alex laughed. "Those two have been on and off more times than I can count and for years." As one, every eye in the living room all looked at Alek out of the corner of their eye. Alek's lips were pursed, but he made no other gesture of unhappiness at the announcer's words. He and Chloe had broken up a little over two months ago and had agreed to remain friends. They were still bound together, after all. She was the Uniter and he had promised Valentina he would protect her. Add to that the fact that they still went to school together and Jasmine was still one of Chloe's best friends and they honestly couldn't escape each other. "Oh, and here they come," Alex said, drawing everyone attention back to the television. The camera finally flashed to the small podium where Alex and Sam were conducting their interviews. "Chloe, Reid! How are you today?"
"We're great," Reid replied, an easy smile on his lips. Reid had been attending events with Chloe for years and was well used to the invasive interviews and red carpet events.
"I love what you're both wearing. Who made them?" Sam asked, turning the mic onto the couple.
"I'm wearing Alberta Ferretti (IMAGE)." Chloe gestured down at her dress. It had nude lining with vertical black stripes down to the waist. The waist had a thin pattern made to emphasize the smallest portion of Chloe's frame like a belt before returning to vertical stripes down to the floor. A line of gauzy fabric went down the outside of each leg and the top of the dress was sheer. With dark smoky gray eyes and bright red lipstick, she had clearly gone vamp for the event. "My shoes are Prada (IMAGE) and my clutch is Zuhair Murad (IMAGE)." Here she used one hand and brought up her black lace clutch while the other lifted her dress enough to showcase simple nude suede peep toe pumps. "And lastly, my only piece of jewelry," Chloe finished, holding up her wrist, angling her hand down so that the bracelet was shown prominently, "is a diamond bangle from Tiffany's (IMAGE)." The bracelet was white gold with five rows of diamonds.
"I love that dress. And that bracelet." Amy whispered in the living room before getting shushed by the others as they all focused on the interview on tv.
"Thanks," Caleb replied in a whisper so that he wouldn't disturb the others. He had bought that bracelet for Chloe's eighteenth birthday several months ago.
The mic soon turned to Reid, who pressed a hand down on his crisp one button black suit. "Everything I'm wearing is Armani (IMAGE), or at least it says so on my tie (IMAGE)," he said, adjusting his silver tie that matched his gray eyes. True enough, the tie was embossed with the words 'Emporio Armani' over and over again in small, delicate print. "Even my boxers," he winked with a smirk causing the two announcers to laugh. Chloe hid a smile, but her eyes danced with amusement.
The boys laughed as well at Reid's joke. Tyler even toasted his friend with his beer. Only Reid had the balls to say something like that on live national television.
"So, Chloe, your first single was released several months ago with very nice success. How do you feel about your upcoming album, set to be released in just two weeks?" Alex asked.
"To be honest, I'm super nervous." Chloe laughed as she self-consciously tucked one of the strands of her curled hair behind her ear. Her strawberry blonde hair was done up in a low side bun with soft strands pulled out and curled around her face. "I just hope people like it."
"What's this album about?" Sam questioned next.
"Well, it's titled 'Notorious' and it's about my life in the spotlight. It's a pretty in depth look into my head and I think the heads of a lot of celebrities," Chloe replied honestly. "There's stuff about love and life, success and failure; I mean, it's got everything. No holds barred."
Alex nodded with a smile. "Sounds exciting. Reid, you have a lot of creative talent yourself and word on the street is that you helped Chloe put this album together."
"I assisted with the technical aspects," Reid spoke up. "I helped to produce it and refine the sound from an artistic standpoint."
"Alright, last question and then we have to move on. Chloe, what made you start recording an album to begin with?" Alex asked.
"Honestly, at first it was something that my agent pushed. She knew that I had some musical talent, but it was never something I intended to show the public; it was something I did for me. But, as my agent, she was focused on expanding my career and exposing me more. I really love acting, but because I'm a student, focusing on that just didn't seem feasible right now. My family has always emphasized a strong education which meant staying in school until I graduated. So, she convinced me to record some of the songs I wrote. I could put my album out while I finished school and then I could tour during the summer before my senior year," Chloe explained. "But it became something that I really enjoyed and did because I loved it."
"Wow, that's a really surprising story. Well, thank you for talking with us. I really appreciate it and enjoy the ceremony," Sam bid farewell as the cameras followed Chloe and Reid off stage. "And there you have Chloe King and her boyfriend Reid Garwin. Chloe has a notorious reputation – that album is rather aptly named isn't it – for being a bit of a wild child party girl, but she has remained rather quiet for a while now. She has only just begun showing her face now that her album is coming out, don't you think?"
"What? That's completely untrue," Amy cried out as she threw a popcorn kernel at the tv screen in protest.
"I disagree," Alex replied, unwittingly echoing Amy's opinion. "She transferred out of a prestigious private boarding school in Massachusetts to attend a public here in San Francisco. She became the center of a media frenzy when people found out several months ago after she attended another awards ceremony and got recognized. I don't think she's out and about just to promote her album."
"Well, I suppose only time will tell, Alex. Next up we have the much loved Baker twins…"
"What are you doing?" Reid asked, his head resting tiredly on Chloe's shoulder as they enjoyed the quiet limo ride home.
"My album is coming out in exactly thirteen days," Chloe replied absentmindedly as she continued to mess with her phone.
"…" Reid paused, waiting for more, but when nothing came, he prompted her, "And?"
"I have thirteen tracks on my CD," Chloe spoke again, her answer almost as unhelpful as her last.
"Sometimes talking to you is like pulling teeth," Reid grumbled teasingly. "At this rate, we'll be old and gray by the time you get to the point."
"What?" Chloe asked in confusion, finally looking up from her phone.
Reid sat up and rolled his eyes but with a good natured smile on his face. "I said it's a good thing you're pretty. What are you doing? And this time use just sentences that explain entirely."
She blinked in surprise before mentally back-tracking her words. She gave a small laugh as she realized how vague her responses were. "I thought it would be fun to tweet and facebook a different line from each of my songs every day until the release date."
Reid looked at her, impressed. "Nice," he replied. "What did you say?"
"I'm going in order of the CD, not that anyone would know that. So today's lines are from 'Puppet' and on twitter I wrote 'I'll push to see how far I'll make you go/Then pull you back when I'm craving more/You know that I'm the kinda girl you need/So prove how much you wanna be with me.' And on facebook, I posted 'I know you like it, you'll be my everything/If you don't fight it, relax and come with me/I control your body and mind/Look into my eyes, I got you hypnotized/Like a puppet on a string/Make you dance, make you sing/Buy me fancy things/I can make you do just anything/What I want, what I dream/I just pull the string, you'll come back to me," she read aloud.
"Good choices," Reid commented, reaching out to lazily run his fingers through her hair, which had been unpinned the moment Chloe had left the view of the cameras after the award show. He gently drew her head into his body to rest on his chest. He could feel her relax against him, the tension almost literally oozing out of her. "You need to relax more. You're too tense, too high strung."
"I can't help it," she murmured against his tuxedo. "My album is coming out in less than a week. What happens if it's a complete disaster?"
"It's not going to be a disaster," he reassured her, his hand leaving her hair to comfortingly rub her arm. "It's going to be a success. A great big success."
"You're my boyfriend. You're a bit biased in the situation," she replied, but there was a happy smile on her face at his words.
Reid shrugged lightly, careful not to displace her head from where it was resting. "I also helped to produce it so if it flops, it's on me too," he pointed out logically as the limo slowed to a stop in front of their house. Reid climbed out and offered Chloe his arm to help her out as well. Their fingers twined as they headed inside. Once they reached their hall, they split up to get undressed. Over the last few months, this had become habit with them. They would get ready for bed and whoever was done first would come to the other person's room for the night. It was no surprise that Reid usually wound up in Chloe's room that way and this night was no different.
Reid, in low slung burnt orange sweatpants and a black wife beater, climbed into Chloe's bed. He could hear her still in the shower and turned in bed to face the bathroom. Chloe still had the habit of keeping her bathroom door open, even when she was in it. Personal privacy wasn't a big deal in their house and it wasn't unusual for them to waltz around in other people's rooms unannounced, regardless of what that person was doing. He knew for a fact that every single one of them had been walked in on in the shower by each other at least once this month alone.
His head perked up when he heard the shower turn off and the sound of a towel being moved. A second later, he spotted Chloe climbing out of her shower, a towel wrapped around her body and her hair up in a large clip.
She saw him watching her from the bed and smiled at him before returning to her nightly ritual. She quickly put on her moisturizer for her face and then slowed down to sensually smooth on lotion to her legs and arms, smirking lightly at Reid, who smirked back.
While she waited for that to dry a bit, she dropped her towel with a flirty wink to her boyfriend, and put on a pair of soft cotton underwear. She and Reid had long since gotten past the point where they felt the need to cover up around each other. They had seen each other naked enough times that it was completely unnecessary (although, the entire Covenant had seen each other naked enough times that she felt comfortable dropping her towel in front of any of the boys). They were also long past the point where they needed lingerie between them all the time. Sure, it was nice and she did wear them during the day under her outfits, but at night, she preferred to sleep in something comfortable.
She then slipped on a pair of blue and brown plaid pajama pants and a brown tank top. It was hardly cold in California, despite it being late January, but it was no longer warm enough for her to switch her pajama bottoms for boxers. If they were still in Massachusetts, she would be wearing a long sleeved shirt instead of the tank she was wearing now, so she supposed she should be grateful for the weather she had.
Finally ready, she slipped into bed next to Reid, curling into his side naturally. "Hey," she said softly.
"Hey," he replied quietly with a smile before leaning down to kiss her. "You looked beautiful today," he whispered, tucking a wayward strand of hair behind her ear.
"So you said this afternoon." But her pleased smile said that she didn't mind the compliment. To illustrate this, she leaned up to kiss him more thoroughly. It didn't take long for Reid to take advantage of the opening his was given, turning the kiss more lustful and longing. Soon the restful night she had planned to have after the awards ceremony was quickly scrapped in favor of a more passionate, energetic.
Chloe rolled on top of Reid, straddling his waist as she broke away long enough for him to yank her top off. Soon, both of them were naked and connected. Chloe shut her eyes tight, the sensory overload too much for her. Reid obviously felt the same way as he reached out his hands and pulled them from his chest. She had been using him to lever her body against his, but when he took them, her pace faltered. Chloe opened her eyes to look down at Reid in surprise. Reid had a small smirk on his face but his eyes were lit up. She blushed under his gaze. Sometimes, the way Reid looked at her… it wasn't like a man looking at a woman, it was like a man worshipping at the altar of a deity.
She looked down when she felt Reid twine their fingers together. He gave her a nod and she began to use his hands to leverage herself once more. But this intimate moment, their twined hands, made everything more intense and she began to ride him harder, chasing the orgasm that was so close.
She felt him shift under her and knew that he was close. "Reid," she whimpered softly, her eyes shut once more.
"I know, baby," he muttered, thrusting his hips up to meet her, no longer patiently allowing her complete control.
He let go of one of her hands to reach down and rub at her clit. His eyes flew to her face – this was his favorite part. He heard her gasp as her eyes flew open in surprise. The pleasure flowed over her causing her to shut her eyes once more and throw her head back, arching her body. The only thing she could liken it to was a trip she took to Hawaii with the boys for her fifteenth birthday. She had gone surfing and had wiped out pretty bad. She had gone up to the surface only to get crushed by another wave and then another and another. For a moment, she had genuinely believed she would die. That was the only thing she could liken sex with Reid to. It was like waves crashing over her again and again, never letting up even when she thought she could no longer take it.
She collapsed on top of him in a sweaty tangle of limbs, panting harshly to catch her breath. Underneath, he muttered, "I think that was a new record."
"Mhmm," she murmured in response. "I give it a 2."
"Definitely," he agreed. It was fantastic, but nothing could top their first night after getting back together. It was… the word amazing wasn't even strong enough. There were no words powerful enough to describe that. To have her underneath him moaning his name, knowing that after all this time she was finally his again. Completely his and no one else's.
No, nothing could top that.
Alek grit his teeth as painful tears ran down his cheek. He hated this. He absolutely hated it. Wasn't it bad enough that he still had to see Chloe all the time? The woman he loved but no longer had. But he was her protector; it was his job to watch over the Uniter always. And that meant being forced to do things or in this case hear things he didn't like.
The first time he had heard Chloe and Reid have sex, he had thrown up in the bushes. The second time, he had gone home and seduced Mimi in an effort to forget. Now, Mimi was his girlfriend, but he still didn't feel any better. How could he when every night he was forced to return to Chloe's home to hear the same torture over and over again? This was truly hell.