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

"Adam this is definitely a bad idea." Martin kept blabbering as he paces back and forth behind me, holding his mobile phone in his face.

I didn't answer. I just stand there in front of the glass window of the building across the hospital. It's the perfect place to be right now, I can see Daisy standing on the balcony of my hospital room. They already know now that I was gone. I don't want to leave her like this, she deserved an explanation but I have to be focused on my task at hand and decided to just explain it to her later on. I touched the glass, hoping I can touch her face.

"Wait for me, baby," I murmured to myself and I closed the blinds.

I know that bullet wasn't meant for me. It was meant for Daisy. And I was glad the shooter was stupid enough to hit me instead of her. But Daisy doesn't need to know that.

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