The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 233

Chapter 233: THE MYSTERIOUS PACKAGE

Abigail

"Wait, so you’re not at home with Angel and River?" I asked Annette while riding the elevator to the top floor.

Sitting through meetings all day representing Finnegan was exhausting, but I loved every second of it. If anyone had told me my cold, aloof boss would trust me enough to stand in for him during high-level meetings, I would have laughed in their face.

"Nope," Annette replied. "DHQ needed someone to set up firewalls for their intranet, and that’s where I am currently."

"Ooh, that’s cool. They better be paying well."

"You know they will. I don’t take peanut jobs," Annette chuckled.

The elevator doors parted on the top floor, and I stepped out. The office felt strangely quiet after such a long, grinding day.

I had sat through three back-to-back meetings — design reviews, supplier negotiations, and a tense session with the marketing team about the racetrack launch.

Finnegan had handled some via conference calls from home while staying with Angel and River, and I had pushed the rest to later in the week. My shoulders ached from hours in a chair, but at least the work was done.

"When do you think we can move back home?" Annette’s question had me going still.

"You want to leave?"

She laughed lightly. "Don’t get me wrong, your boyfriend’s house is very nice and all, but I like my space, girl. You know that."

Heat crept up my neck. I had been so tangled up in my own chaos that I hadn’t stopped to think about Annette.

"I’m sorry," I sighed.

"Nothing to be sorry about, babes. I just mean with Gavin dead and all, can we move back?"

"I’m not sure that’s a good idea. Gina and Devin are still out there. What if they send someone after us? Especially now that they know we’re looking for Owen."

"Well, shit," Annie grumbled. "That’s true. I guess we’re stuck in the suburbs."

"Or we could rent somewhere else?" I offered, and Annie snickered.

"Nah, where are we going to find security men as yummy as the ones Wolfe keeps in his compound? Forget I even brought this up. I was wrong."

I laughed, shaking my head at her. When the call ended, I locked up Finnegan’s office, double-checking the door before heading to the elevator.

When I reached the ground floor lobby, I spotted my favorite work trio gathered at Kate’s reception desk.

Marcus and Ted were leaning against the counter, clearly running out the clock before leaving. Kate was packing up her things, cheeks faintly pink as Marcus said something that made her laugh.

"Oh, good — the queen has arrived," Marcus announced dramatically when he saw me.

"The boss’s right-hand woman. Come join the peasants, Your Majesty."

I smirked, walking over. "Flattery won’t get you anywhere, Marcus. Especially when you still owe me coffee from last week."

Ted chuckled. "He’s been dodging the topic. Probably because he spent the money on flowers for someone else."

Marcus shot Ted a sharp look, but his eyes kept drifting to Kate, who was pretending to sort papers while smiling to herself.

My brows climbed. Marcus was wearing a silver ring on his right hand. Kate had a delicate necklace with a matching ring pendant resting against her collarbone.

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