Her CEO Stalker and Her Second Chance Mate (Adelaide) novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25

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“A beer, chicken fried steak, double mashed potatoes, and a side of poutine,” she said, handing

the menu to my sister and resignedly looking out the window at the quiet street. Hannah and

I shared a look. I shrugged and Hannah shook her head, noting it on her pad, and walked away

without another word. 4

“We can grab some gas while we are here and see if that’s what you need to get the truck

running but we will probably have to drain the tank,” I offered.

Briar eyed me. “What do you mean we?” she asked, accusatorily.

“Well, I figured I’d help you,” I let her know.

“I didn’t ask for your help,” she snarked. That felt like an ice arrow had struck me in the heart.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.“Look, you’re here in a new place, on your own, after

going through some tough shit; it doesn’t seem right not to help, not to mention, whoever this

guy is, if he does come around, it’s my duty to protect the citizens of this municipality. So,

since you have become one of those citizens, it is also my duty to serve and protect you, not

to mention, I don’t have a life, so I may as well help you out and do my job,” I tried to reason.

“I’m sure your girlfriend will love that,” she said, rolling her eyes.

“Don’t have one, try again,” I said, flashing her a grin.

“I’m not looking for a knight in shining armor.”

“Good, because I’m not one,” I said, folding my arms on the table, waiting for the next

comeback.

She sighed exasperated, “You’re insufferable.”

A chuckle came from my left as the drinks were placed down in front of us. Briar eyed my

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drink.

“Aren’t you on duty?”

“I’m always on duty, doesn’t mean I can’t have a beer with my dinner break.” I pointed out.

“Don’t worry, one beer isn’t going to make Safety Patrol Carter unsafe to drive,” Hannah

teased me. I gave her a death look and all she did was chuckle.

“I’ll have the rest out in a few,” she said, walking away with a bemused smile on her face. Big

sisters were the worst.

“What was that about?” Briar asked.

I sighed. “When I was in grade school, they let me be “safety patrol” and it went to my head.

I’ve been the butt of jokes ever since. Come on, like it was my job, and I took it very seriously,

just like I take the job I have now very seriously.

Briar snorted. It was the cutest sound I had ever heard.

“You’re laughing at me,” I accused, narrowing my eyes at her. She smiled.

“There, that’s what I was going for,” I said, satisfied. She rolled her eyes, but the smile

remained as she looked down under the booth.

“Yes!” she said, scrambling for her bag, pulling out a phone and plugging it into the wall with

the charger. She pushed it to the corner and her shoulders sagged with relief.

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