The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 237

Chapter 237: RACING

Abigail

The printer hummed softly beside me as I gathered the last stack of documents for the quarterly review.

I was just organizing the papers and turning over what could possibly be happening at the station when I felt strong, familiar arms slide around my waist from behind.

Finnegan pulled me back against his chest, his chin settling on my shoulder. His warmth wrapped around me instantly, but I could feel the tension coiled in his body.

"They’ve taken my mother," he said quietly, his voice low against my ear. "The police already took her to the station."

I stiffened in his arms. A flurry of excitement burst inside me. Finally, the woman responsible for so much pain was finally facing consequences.

But I swallowed it down hard. Gina was still Finnegan’s mother. No matter how monstrous she was, this had to be cutting him open.

I turned slowly in his embrace, searching his face.

His eyes were heavy with exhaustion, grief, and something that looked like resignation — like he had already stopped trying to defend her or believe there was anything redeemable left in her.

"That was fast," I murmured. "They only just arrested the mole this morning."

"Yeah," he said, his voice rough. "It’s better this way. Delaying only hands her more time to plot something nefarious."

"So what happens next?" I asked softly, my hands resting against his chest.

Finnegan’s thumbs traced slow circles at my waist. "It’s your case, baby. What do you want to do? If you want to go to the station and watch the interrogation, we can. I’ll go with you."

I shook my head. "I can go alone. You’ve already done so much."

"No." A pained look carved itself across his face. "After what happened yesterday in that parking lot... I’ll never forgive myself for that. You’re not going anywhere without me."

I cupped his jaw in my hands. "Hey... that wasn’t your fault. You can’t shield me from everything, Finnegan."

"I will," he muttered. "I have to. Because nothing can protect this world from me if anything happens to you."

His words hit me straight in the gut. I pulled in a slow breath, blinking.

"That’s very sexy," I whispered, and he laughed, shaking his head as a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

We left the office shortly after. The drive to the police station took about thirty minutes, but it felt like ten because Finnegan and I got completely carried away making out in the backseat until James eased the car to a stop.

I genuinely hoped I didn’t look like I’d been kissed out of my senses when we met Benjamin in the observation room.

Through the one-way glass, we watched Gina at the interrogation table, and it irritated me deeply how composed and unbothered she appeared. Atticus, her lawyer — the traitor — sat beside her while the detectives pressed question after question.

The woman said nothing. She was exercising her right to remain silent. After nearly an hour of going nowhere, the detectives had no choice but to release her.

I genuinely could not believe it. Gina rose to her feet, smoothed her dress, and walked out with Atticus into the observation room. Her eyes found mine across the space, and she smiled.

"See you in court."

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