His hands on mine

"Come!" his authoritative voice pissed me off even more. He drags me to the police car, gripping both my shoulders to steady me. "You know what?!" I stopped midway and looked at him with sarcasm etched on my face. "For a cop who has strong legs like you, I wonder what took you so long to catch me?" I laugh a little to annoy him. He should be clenching his teeth now as I sure as hell affected his ego, but instead, he flashed me with a million dollar smile. He leaned down to whisper in my ear "It's because I like watching your ass while you run." I jerked my shoulders away from him as I look at him with pure hate in my eyes "Asshole." I muttered that made him laugh even more, and I never felt so defeated in my life until then. DISCLAIMER: Everything you are about to read in this book is a product of my imagination. Any similarities to NAME, PLACE, EVENTS or ORGANIZATIONS are purely coincidental. There are mature contents ahead so be warned and read at your own risk. A/N: All thanks to you who found yourself reading my first work, "His hands on mine". I have put a lot of effort and love in this book so I sincerely hope that you would enjoy it. They say the best feeling in this world is to fall in love. And I hope that you find yourself falling in love more and more as you meet Daisy and Adam. with love, Stellar

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Daisy:

I look at the line where the sky meets the sea. And I thought of all the things that have happened to me and my family recently. I felt the cold water on my feet and I look down to see the tiny bubbles that gather around my feet. It's been a while since I've been to the beach, the gushing of wind and the sound of waves gives a warm feeling in my heart. It tells me so many things and one of them is that I'm still alive.

Two nights ago, I was standing in front of Adam with a gun pointed in the back of my head and the realization hit me hard, that tomorrow, I could be gone. And I am so blessed and grateful that I get to hear the sound of waves and the gushing of wind once again. And I promised myself I will not take it for granted. Not anymore.

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