Aimless h.s.

Chapter 25

Abby

I had spent the rest of yesterday curled up in Harry's lap while we sat on the front porch and watched the ocean. We hadn't talked much. We'd just held each other. I'd tried hard to let myself believe him and he'd reassured me with words every once and awhile.
Today I'd set my alarm because I was on the schedule to work the breakfast shift and I wasn't missing another day because Harry thought he needed to coddle me.
I was a big girl and I could deal with things. He had brought me to work and kissed me several times before leaving me so I could go get ready in the kitchen. He was behind on work in his office and he'd promised me he would work in there today and not hover over me. It had taken a lot of begging but he'd agreed. I walked into the kitchen to see a beautiful brunette talking to Danny.
I stopped unsure if I should just walk up to them or get to work.
She lifted her eyes to meet mine and a sincere smile touched her lips. I was instantly curious.

"Hello," she said in a sweet voice.It was smooth but had a southern drawl to it. I wasn't sure which part of the south it was though. My eye caught the large diamond on her hand. She had to be a member here. But why was she back here in the kitchen with Danny?

"Hello," I replied.

Danny glanced back at me and grinned.

"Glad you're back, girl. Yesterday went absolutely shit without you." I returned his smile but my interest was right back to the stranger.

"Abby, this is Danielle. She's my BFF who ran off and left me for another man. One I can't blame her for because he is one hot piece of ass. Dani this is Abby. She may or may not be fucking the boss."

"Jimmy!" we both said at the same time. I couldn't believe he'd said that. I didn't know who this Danielle was.

" Harry right? That boss?" Danielle asked with a mischievous grin. I liked her.

"Of course, Harry. The girl has taste. She ain't gonna fuck the old man."

"Would you stop saying 'fuck'?" I could feel my face heating up.

"Danny shouldn't have told me that but since he did, can I say, Harry is a great guy. If you are in fact... um... fucking him, then you picked a good one."

I couldn't believe we were talking about this. I forced a smile.

"Thanks." The brunette beamed at me like she was truly happy to hear I might be doing it with Harry. I wondered if they were friends. I almost felt jealous until I remembered her very large diamond. She was taken. Very taken.

"maybe we can get together and have lunch." I looked at her with a big smile on my face.

"Okay. That sounds good," I replied.

"Abby Mitchell," a hard voice called my name and I spun around to see a police officer standing at the entrance of the kitchen. What?

"Yes, sir," I replied.
The last time a police officer had come looking for me had not ended well. The fear that went along with that memory kept me frozen in place. I didn't like police officers.

"You need to come with me, Miss Mitchell," he said as he held the door open for me to exit. I could feel every eye in the kitchen on me. I wanted to hide from them but I couldn't move.

"Miss Mitchell, if you don't come willingly I will have to go against Mr. Styles' wishes and arrest you right here on the club's grounds."
Arrest me? My heart raced at the memory of handcuffs clicking around my wrists as the officer read me my rights. I had to fight this. Now was not the time to zone out. I couldn't have an attack right now. I had to keep my head.

"What are you arresting her for? I sure as hell don't believe Harry knows about this," Danny said angrily, stepping in front of me.

"Mr. Styles does know. He is who sent me in here to escort a Abby Mitchell out of the building and then arrest her once I had her in the parking lot. However, if she doesn't come willingly I will arrest her and anyone who stands in my way."