Chapter 162



"I figured you'd come looking if you got worried. I left it for you," Ernest replied with an ease that seemed second nature to him.

But in a moment of brain fog, I blurted out, "So, stepping out looking like that was on purpose?"

Ernest's Adam's apple bobbed, "No, I heard my phone ringing and thought to answer it. Didn't expect... well, this."

Yeah, just this kind of coincidence.

Lucky for me, he was in great shape. Eye candy, for sure.

On the way to the Wagners', Ernest kept quiet. Thinking he was nervous, I said, "At the Wagners', just a hello will do. Leave the talking to me."

Ernest just nodded, "Mm."

"If Conrad's there and starts any trouble or makes things difficult, don't hold back," I instructed.

Ernest affirmed, "Alright."

our story straight. Let's say we met at Galaxy Harbor. You... took a liking to me and followed me there,"

reassured, "I shouldn't mess

quite catch his drift at first, but

left me speechless, so we continued in

just my luck, some idiot ahead slammed on

steering wheel and jerked it, angling the car at 45 degrees to avoid

snap out of my daze. His quick thinking

the road. Crashing is one thing, but getting hurt is

driving for three years,

silence for a while,

Zurdriving skills are incredib

a driver in the

him curiously,

with the specifics, but I'd seen enough TV to know Special Forces meant being at the forefront of action,

had that

resilience

the service? Why not become a SWAT officer?" My curiosity about him

which made me think of something Deborah

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