Seduced by the Celebrity by Jemma Jones Page A

thought it was supposed to be someone older who teaches about life? Someone with life experience.”
    “ Brad Pitt has life experience,” she said defensively.
    Ben laughed. “Grab your purse. We’re going out for dinner.”
    ***
    Five hours later, Ben and Chloe stumbled back to their apartment after visiting their favorite Mexican restaurant, La Palapa. They had shared an entire pitcher of watermelon margaritas and Chloe was feeling drunk. She could tell that Ben felt the same way. Chloe was suddenly overcome with love for her fiancé.
    Chloe and Ben had met at a party the summer after they had graduated from college. Ben had just earned his finance degree from the University of Maryland and Chloe had just finished four years in the drama department at Syracuse. They met at a Fourth of July party in the college beach town of Dewey Delaware. Chloe had been wearing a short white dress with gold, laced-up gladiator sandals. She had a deep tan, and her long auburn hair had been piled on top of her head, and she had a smattering of freckles across her face. Ben had said that she looked like some kind of Greek goddess.
    Chloe could perfectly recall every detail about Ben that night. The way he walked into the party like he was already having a great time. He was so comfortable in his own skin, running his hand through his overgrown curly brown hair, and grinning at Chloe from across the room. He had big brown eyes that crinkled and a small dimple. Chloe’s best friend Annie had set her sights on Ben from the minute he walked in, but Chloe felt his gaze on her all night. While Ben talked to plenty of other girls, he never came near Chloe. She had been put off, only to learn that Ben was so taken by her that he was afraid to approach her.
    They spent most of the night taking quick peeks at one another, and it wasn’t until Chloe had had one too many beers that she had finally approached Ben. They struck up a small conversation, and found out that they were only renting houses a few blocks apart in Dewey. Ben promised to walk down to Chloe’s part of the beach the next day, but she didn’t really believe he would.
    True to his word, the next day Chloe saw Ben’s tall, athletic frame walks down the beach. He asked Chloe if she wanted to walk with him and they started off down the beach together. They had been a couple ever since.
    Once their week at the beach was over, Ben had gone back to his new apartment outside of DC and Chloe returned home to her family’s house in the suburbs of Philadelphia. Chloe wanted to move to New York, but she needed a roommate or two and she was trying to convince Annie and another friend to move with her.
    Ben and Chloe visited each other every weekend that summer, and they found themselves spending hours in bed together, and then spending the few remaining areas wandering DC and Philly, slipping into cozy bars, where they could continue to make out. They couldn’t keep their hands off one another, and Chloe clearly remembered one occasion where they were dancing in a Philadelphia nightclub. The music had been pounding through their veins and their chemistry had been so hot. Ben had led Chloe to a bathroom and locked the door, before taking her up against the sink. To this day, it was still one of the most erotic things Chloe had ever experienced.
    Chloe had watched as Ben’s business career began to take off as he worked for a political organization. Meanwhile, Chloe had finally convinced Annie, and Annie’s flamboyant cousin, Jae-Jae, to move to New York with her at the start of October. Ben and Chloe were realistic about their relationship and they knew that a long distance one between DC and New York was going to be too much; DC and Philadelphia was hard enough. At the end of September, they broke things off and Chloe moved to New York with her friends.
    It was a miserable time for each of them.
    While Chloe loved her new life in New York, she missed Ben desperately and in her heart she