Chasing Bristol (The Finding Trilogy Book 2)

Chasing Bristol (The Finding Trilogy Book 2) by Shane Morgan Read Free Book Online

Book: Chasing Bristol (The Finding Trilogy Book 2) by Shane Morgan Read Free Book Online
Authors: Shane Morgan
and treaded past us, heading for the door. Before
leaving, he looked at me sideways and said, “Maybe it is your ex. What’s his
name? I’ll question him.”
    “Tyler McKinley,” I replied in a murmur.
    “Okay. I’ll let you know what I come up
with.” Mason slipped outside, closing the door behind him.
    Amber towed me over to the couch to sit
down. “Okay, what happened exactly?”
    Julian joined us. “Didn’t you notice
anything when you came home?”
    “I didn’t. I locked the door, put the
chain up, made coffee, and showered…” My shoulders slumped as I added, “The
usual.”
    “Ugh.” Julian wobbled her head. “I can’t
believe some asshole was hiding out in your apartment.”
    “Yeah, at least he didn’t hurt you.
That’s the good thing,” Amber said, squeezing my hands.
    “But he was watching me,” I said,
enraged. “How did I not notice someone standing in the bathroom watching me
take a shower? He…saw me.”
    My skin tingled in disgust. Then my body
started to shake again. “Oh my god! What if he recorded it? Oh, no. I’m going
to be on some porn site.” I buried my face in my hands.
    Julian rubbed my back. “Calm down,
honey. Let’s hope he didn’t take it that far.”
    Moving my hands away, I started to dab
at my eyes. Amber eased up from the couch. She released a gush of air as she
crossed her arms firmly at the waist.
    “Are you sure it’s not Tyler? I wouldn’t
put anything past him.”
    “It’s not.” I couldn’t believe I was
defending my cheating ex, but I knew it wasn’t him. I knew Tyler. At least, I
thought I did.
    “Are you positive?” Julian pressed.
    I massaged my temples as I replied with
a groggy “yes”.
    “Okay, you look tired. Why don’t you go
lie down?” she suggested.
    Agreeing, I stood and started for my
bedroom. Julian followed behind while Amber remained in the living room to make
a phone call.
    Lying beside me on the bed, Julian
muttered, “I wonder who it is.”
    “I have no idea.”
    Shortly after, Amber strolled into the
room. “I was talking to Mr. Farris. I asked him if he’d seen anyone
suspicious.”
    “ And? ” I urged, easing up on my
elbows.
    Hope seeped away when Amber frowned.
“He’s been gone all day,” she said.
    “Oh.” I collapsed back on the pillow.
    “Hey, you two having a slumber party
without me?” Amber moved around the bed and made herself comfortable on the
other side.
    “Thanks guys,” I whispered. “I’m too
scared to be alone right now.”
    Julian patted my arm. “What are friends
for?”
    “Yeah,” Amber chimed in. “And when we
find out who this creep is, we’re going to whoop his ass it’ll fall off.”
    We managed to giggle in spite of what
had happened. Soon my lids started to feel heavy and I closed them, finding
peace nuzzled in between my two best friends as I drifted asleep.  
     

     
    Warmth caressed my cheek. The sound of
voices and clanking pots woke me up. I quickly pressed my eyes shut as the
sunlight stung them. Turning my back to the window, I checked the time on the
clock next to my bed. It was after seven. I’d slept all the way ’til morning.
    I climbed out of bed, stretched my hands
up over my head, and raked my fingers through my disheveled hair. Traipsing
into the living room, I saw Julian at the stove cooking and Amber at the island
drinking coffee.
    “Hey,” Amber said when she glimpsed me.
“Good morning.”
    I wiped my face as I replied, “Morning.
You two stayed the night?”
    “We sure did.” Julian beamed at me.
“Hungry?” She turned off the stove and brought the frying pan with scrambled
eggs to the island, filling up three plates with sausages already on them.
    “Starving,” I said as I continued over
and sat on a stool beside Amber.
    Julian placed the pan back on the stove
and picked up the coffee pot, filling three cups. Then she sat on the other
side of the island and we started eating.
    “You know, I’m not trying to make light
of the

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