Stellar_Roots

"Come!" his authoritative voice pissed me off even more. He drags me to the police car, gripping both my shoulders to steady me.

"You know what?!" I stopped midway and looked at him with sarcasm etched on my face. "For a cop who has strong legs like you, I wonder what took you so long to catch me?" I laugh a little to annoy him.

He should be clenching his teeth now as I sure as hell affected his ego, but instead, he flashed me with a million dollar smile. He leaned down to whisper in my ear "It's because I like watching your ass while you run."

I jerked my shoulders away from him as I look at him with pure hate in my eyes "Asshole." I muttered that made him laugh even more, and I never felt so defeated in my life until then.


DISCLAIMER:


Everything you are about to read in this book is a product of my imagination.

Any similarities to NAME, PLACE, EVENTS or ORGANIZATIONS are purely coincidental.

There are mature contents ahead so be warned and read at your own risk.

A/N:

All thanks to you who found yourself reading my first work, "His hands on mine". I have put a lot of effort and love in this book so I sincerely hope that you would enjoy it.

They say the best feeling in this world is to fall in love. And I hope that you find yourself falling in love more and more as you meet Daisy and Adam.

with love,
Stellar

His hands on mine

After 3 hours of more sleep, I was finally able to check myself out and be with the others in the waiting room. Catherine wants me to go back to the hotel suit so I can rest better but I declined, I want to be here in case Adam wakes up.

When I entered the waiting room, everyone was there. Ofelia, Frank, and Abby too. "Oh my god, poor child." Ofelia stood up the moment she saw me and she welcomed me with open arms.

I leaned on her embrace and I closed my eyes as she hugs me back warmly "I'm glad you're all here." I told her.

She rubbed my back and kissed me on the cheek "I'm glad we're all here for Adam. Come sit." she guided me back to the chair and I obliged.

Frank and Abby approached me too so they can greet me. Martin is still nowhere in sight and I am hoping that there's some light shed on the whereabouts of the shooter.

"I'll go get us something to drink." Catherine offered.

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