The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 151

Chapter 151: THE WEIRD POLICE OFFICER

Abigail

"Jackpot!"

Sasha threw her cards down, her arms flailing in the air, nearly scattering the entire spread of food between us on the picnic mat.

"She has been holding that the whole time," Jade groaned, reaching forward to rescue her wine glass before it crashed to the mat and spilled everywhere. "I understand Annette being bad at this game, but not you, Cam."

The tips of my ears burned with a blush, but I ignored it, writing the score on the board. To say that I had been out of it would be an understatement.

Annette groaned. "Suspicious. I’m calling suspicious on the two of you."

"Dumb, dumb," Jade drawled. "You can’t call suspicious after we’ve already won,"

"I just did."

"It doesn’t count," Sasha argued.

The park was beautiful in the evening. The city noise felt faraway, and the cool air ruffling through my clothes was very comforting.

The girls and I had claimed a patch of grass near the fountain in the park. We had our blanket down, food spread out, Jade’s portable speaker playing music low in the background, and for approximately two hours, I had successfully not looked at my phone more than six times.

I glanced at the phone again making it seven times.

There was still no message from him. All I had gotten was an email yesterday evening reminding me of his schedule.

I picked up my cards and arranged them without seeing them because my mind was so deep in thought.

God, what the hell was wrong with me? Was I getting attached?

I had known for months that the first week of August was blank in his schedule. There was nothing on for that week. I had forgotten all about it until now.

"Jackpot!" Annette called, pointing at me, and my head whipped up.

"I don’t have a jackpot, Annie,"

"What? But you were giving the sign," she cried, throwing her cards to the mat.

"Abigail, you’re being a suckish partner today. We were always the dream team! How are we letting Jade and Sasha beat us?"

Jade snorted, reaching for a cracker. Sasha topped up her own wine, wiggling her brows at Annette.

"It’s our time to shine, baby."

"Sorry, Annie," I muttered sheepishly.

"Is something wrong, babe?" Jade asked, holding a cracker out to me.

"I’m fine,"

"Nah, you’re not, we know you, girl. You would have mopped the floor with our asses in this game if your head was in it," Sasha added.

All three of them fixed their gazes on me, adding to the pressure in my chest. Suddenly my phone rang out loud and I snatched it up quickly, my heart beating fast.

It crashed when I saw it wasn’t him but Meemaw.

"Sorry, girls, I have to take this," I mumbled, unfolding myself from the mat.

I found a bench near the fountain, far enough from the girls.

"Hi, Meemaw."

Because it couldn’t be Detective Cole, he was dead.

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