Page 63 of Bullet
“We could frolic in the sea,” I add.
“There would be nothing stopping us,” she murmurs, her tone growing sleepy.
“We would be together forever without a care in the world,” I whisper against her hair, pressing a kiss into her hair.
“I want that,” she says as she drifts off to sleep.
“I do too, Angel.”
Now I need to figure out how to get it.
As I put down a box, my phone vibrates in my pocket. I groan as I stretch my back out. Who knew that boxes of books were so heavy? I pull my phone out of my pocket and see Adalyn’s name on the screen.
Adalyn: Hey, Harlee
I take a deep breath as I stare at her name.
Shit.
She was super sweet, and I meant it when I said that she could reach out to me, but I don’t know how I feel about that now. After Bullet explained everything, I can’t help but look at her with suspicion.
Is she really William’s daughter?
Does she know who Bullet is and how he’s connected to the MC?
Is she fishing for information on us like we are her?
My phone goes off again, and I look down and see her name.
Adalyn: Shoot, I hit send too soon. *emoji hiding face* I don’t know if youare busy today, but I was wondering if you would like to get together and grab a smoothie or something? If not, it’s totally cool, I’m sure you’re busy, and it is super last minute.
Does she really have to be so nice?
Reluctantly, I text her back
Me: Hey! I’m actually working today, but you’re more than welcome to stop by and hang out.
Adalyn: At the bookshop?
Me: That’s the place.
Adalyn: That’s so cool! I wish I worked at a bookshop. I would spend my whole paycheck on books. Are you sure it’s okay if I stop by?
Me: It’s more than fine. We just got a shipment of new books too, so you can check them out.
Adalyn: Awesome, would you like me to pick up anything for you?
Again with the thoughtfulness. I really hope she’s not playing us.
Me: I’m good. I’ll see you soon.
Taking a deep breath, I exit her text message and go into the one between Bullet and me.
Me: She’s coming by the shop.
Bullet: Are you sure you’re okay with doing this?
Me: I’ll be fine. I’ll text you soon.
