Adam’s Fugitive Read Online Loni Ree

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Insta-Love, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 16894 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
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I somehow manage to act like everything is normal, but I don’t think my performance convinces my friend and business associate. “Are you okay?” He sits back and stares at me.

Pulling my head out of my ass, I hand him back his phone. “Great. I’ll call Roman Laurent, the DA in Harris County, and see if I can find out how they plan to handle this situation.” Roman and I went to law school together, and I already owe him quite a few favors. What’s one more?

Hopefully, I can get him to drop these bogus charges against my girl without too much trouble. “Have they been bailed out?”

“Yes, Scarlett and Finn bailed them out Sunday morning,” Fischer confirms.

“Can you arrange for me to meet with Cora and Ophelia, so I can get their sides of the story? Then we can decide how we’re going to respond.”

“I’ll give Finn Taylor a call and arrange it.” Fischer stands and heads for the door.

He reaches for the doorknob, then turns back. “Have you been drinking the water in town?”

Fucking hell. Not this shit again. Everywhere I turn, I hear talk of the infamous Silver Spoon Falls water. There’s a rumor going around that the water in town is responsible for the unusual love at first sight phenomenon happening lately.

“I never touch the stuff.” I hold up my bottle of purified water. “It wouldn’t have any effect on me, anyway,” I add under my breath. My love at first sight happened years before I moved here and has nothing to do with the crazy town water.

Fischer shakes his head and walks out.

For the next several minutes, I sit back and force myself to think about this situation calmly. Who the fuck am I kidding? All I can think about is making Cora mine. Forever.

After a while, I pull my head out of my ass and dial Roman Laurent’s number. “Laurent,” he answers on the first ring.

“It’s Adam Carlin.” I take a deep breath and pull my thoughts together. “I’m representing Cora Hargrove and Ophelia Crawford.” I hear Roman typing on the other end of the line.

“Before you go any further,” he interrupts me, “I’m not handling those cases. They’ve been assigned to Assistant DA Thomas.”

“I know.” Like I wouldn’t have already checked this shit out. “But I thought you might be able to help me.”

He sighs on the line. “I’m up to my eyeballs in alligators right now, but this is a minor offense. You can plea bargain it down. Just call ADA Louis Thomas.”

“I need the charges completely dropped,” I cut to the chase. “Cora Hargrove is a registered nurse, and she’ll lose her work license if the women aren’t completely exonerated.”

“Well, the young lady should’ve considered that before she broke the law,” he returns.

“Look.” Roman and I have been friends since high school. It’s time to forget the professional bullshit we’ve been spewing back and forth and level with my friend. “Remember the graduation trip to South Padre?”

“What in the fuck does that have to do with this case?” Impatience colors his voice.

“She’s the one,” I tell him, picturing his reaction. A week after our law school graduation, I got hammered and spilled my guts to Roman. My level-headed friend jumped into action and sobered me the fuck up. Then we both used all our resources to find my missing soulmate. After six months of searching, I was forced to admit that we would never find this needle in the big-world haystack. By that time, I’d learned to hide my devastation from my friend, but my heart never really gave up the search.

“Motherfucking A. How did you find her?” he asks, and I hear the shock in his voice.

“Pure fucking luck.” I explain how my law associate and head partner are involved.

“Wow. You need to go out and buy a goddamn lottery ticket, my man.” Roman gives a little laugh. “The odds of that happening are right up there with winning the lottery.”

“It’s why I need you to help me out.” I’m not above begging to get my girl off the hook. “If you watch the video, you’ll see that it’s clear the police were more at fault than the two women. You and I both know it’s a waste of taxpayer money to prosecute this. The whole purpose of this case it to assuage law enforcement’s fragile ego.”

“Let me see what I can do.” Roman sighs. “I’m not making any promises, but I’ll get a copy of the video and take it from there.”

“Thanks.” I sit back in my chair and stare at the ceiling. “I owe you one.”

“You fucking owe me way too many to count. We’ll add this to the list.”

A while later, Fischer texts me the time and place he set up the meeting with my soulmate. First, I’ll get this business out of the way, and then I’ll get to work making her mine. Forever. Now, I just have to survive the next few hours waiting to see her again.



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