Mad About Her

By Serenity Snow

After breaking up with her girlfriend, reporter Chloe Driver goes through the motions of living, but never really getting on with her life. Then, fate intervenes and Chloe is brought face-to-face with her ex, Darice.

Chloe is sure she can do the story without allowing her feelings to the surface, but she realizes she wants her girlfriend back. However, Chloe has competition for Darice. The woman is willing to do anything to win including destroying Chloe and Darice’s lives.

But Darice has a dark side of her own, and it hungers for Chloe. Darice is willing to cross every boundary to protect Chloe and keep her in her life.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evernight Publishing
• Release date: Feb 12, 2016
• ISBN: 9781772337198

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Copyright© 2016 Serenity Snow

ISBN: 978-1-77233-719-8

Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Editor: Katelyn Uplinger

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This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

MAD ABOUT HER

Serenity Snow

Copyright © 2016

Prologue

I told you I couldn’t see you tonight, the tone was patient despite the slight edge.

Chloe Driver set the bag of groceries she was carrying down next to the door of the apartment she shared with her girlfriend and slowly headed toward the bedroom. The door must be open for her to be able to hear the conversation so easily.

She heard a heavy sigh as she leaned against the wall out of sight of the crack in the door.

The other night meant nothing, her girlfriend murmured.

Pain lanced Chloe’s heart as her eyes widened and rage fired in her belly. She knew her girlfriend had been late for a reason and it had nothing to do with contract negotiations. Still, despite the perfume she’d smelled on her a few nights ago, and the lipstick on her collar she’d wanted to trust.

Chloe had put aside the pain that twisted in her gut telling her this woman was cheating on her. The fear had simmered inside her, eating away at her, and last night when her lover had gone out, Chloe had fought herself not to follow her to see if she had really been going to her office to grab a flash drive she needed.

Chloe’s heart had fractured as she waited, counting the minutes it took to get there and back. She had expected her to come right back as she’d promised because when her woman made a promise, she kept it. However, it had taken longer than it should have. She supposed she knew why.

"Are you listening to me? … No. There is nothing between us. I’m seeing someone, and

I—"

Not anymore, Chloe thought as tears swelled inside her. She couldn’t allow this to continue to happen. She wasn’t second best or the fallback girl. She deserved better.

Listen to me, I’m not interested in continuing that, she said. Now, I have to go. My girlfriend will be home any moment, and I don’t want her to get the idea that this was more than it is.

Chloe drew in a deep breath and exhaled before pushing the bedroom door open wider. Her lover was wrapped in a towel on a badly rumpled bed that Chloe had straightened this morning before she’d left. Chloe’s fingers clenched in aching need to caress the creamy brown skin of her shoulders and nape. It was so soft and smooth beneath her hand.

Chloe.

It’s too late. Your girlfriend already got the wrong idea! she said through clenched teeth. I want you to get out. It’s over!

That conversation wasn’t what it sounded like, she said calmly.

Oh no? Chloe laughed on the brink of hysteria. What about the bed? I thought you were working late, she snarled. Her gaze went over the bed and the ghost of her last girlfriend came back to haunt her. She’d had women in their bed too. How could you fuck someone in our bed?

No one was here, baby, I promise, her lover answered softly as she got to her feet.

Get. Out. Chloe threw her car keys at her girlfriend’s head, and she caught them deftly before wincing.

Damn girl, why are you being so dramatic? There was no one here.

I’m not blind, Chloe screamed enraged that her trust had been thrown back in her face. Whose panties are those on the floor? Her voice was shrill as hurt gnawed at her and tears slid down her cheeks. Chloe watched her now ex discard the towel on the carpeted floor as she padded to the dresser. Her long lean body was clean lines with sleek muscle. Why was I not enough for you?

You are, baby. I was just talking to an asshole who was trying to screw over me on contract—

Liar, she snapped. Hurry up. The other woman dressed quickly and retrieved a bag from the closet. What are you doing?

Getting my shit, she told Chloe coolly. I have to have something to wear, Chloe.

Don’t be here when I get back. She stalked over to the dresser and snatched her keys from it and stomped from the apartment. She dashed away the hot tears burning their way down her cheeks as her heart broke into a thousand pieces.

Chapter One

Three weeks later, from the air conditioned car, Chloe stared up at the sign on the three- story brick building with her stomach in knots and her shoulders rising and falling rapidly. The long narrow windows at the front of the building were smoky gray disallowing a view inside.

She’d only been inside Superfine Studio once after hours, but she knew the floors were all a beautiful blond wood and there was a gorgeous female receptionist at the front counter. That wasn’t why she was so terrified of going in.

She wasn’t afraid, she chastised herself. She was simply not of the mind to step foot in the place even though she’d come here to do a job, not patronize the business. She had to get the story on the owner as part of a series on lesbian businesswomen her magazine was doing.

It didn’t surprise her that her boss wanted to lift back the blinders that covered the eyes of the residents of the city. It was LGBT but it was gay men people automatically seemed to think about when it came to the alternative gender community. Her boss wanted to change that.

Chloe blew out a loud breath and turned off the engine. She had to go in there whether she wanted to or not. She drew in another breath and exhaled it out slowly.

Okay. She smoothed her fingers over her dark brown hair as she gave her reflection a critical look in the mirror. Doesn’t matter what she thinks of you, she told herself and then grabbed her purse and made sure her recorder was inside. Then, Chloe climbed out. With her chin up, she strode up to the front door.

The receptionist looked up immediately with a smile plastered on her pretty face. Good morning, welcome to Superfine. Her voice was soft and inviting.

Hi. I have an appointment with Ms. McMasters.

Okay, she said and her green gaze slid to the monitor on her desk. You’re the eleven o’clock. She turned that smile on Chloe again. If you’ll just have a seat, I’ll let you know when she’s ready.

Thank you. Chloe forced her lips to hold their smile despite her rioting emotions.

Angeline, give me ten and then send the reporter back. Chloe’s heart skipped at the sound of that sexy voice. It was all business but it sent heat racing through her body and made her pussy clench.

Yes, Ms. McMasters. Angeline smiled at Chloe. Take the elevator up to the second floor in ten minutes. It’s just over there next to the windows. She pointed with a well manicured hand, the nails decorated in red and black checks.