"Chloe?"

"Hi?" She took in a deep breath before facing him.

"Who were you talking to?" Gabriel asked, his eyes darting to the running tap.

"Uh... myself."

"Yourself?"

'Oh boy.' She thought.

Chloe's lips then smeared as she formulated her response in her head.

"Well," she gestured, “I have a health issue."

He moved even closer, his frown deepening.

"Issue?" he asked while dipping his hands into his baggy jeans, which he wore well with a grey turtleneck that exposed the outline of his sexy ...