Undercover Psychic by Lisa Freed

Author:Lisa Freed [Freed, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-08T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

The sun was peeking from behind the row of shops on the boardwalk as Lance and I finished up our morning run. Sweat dripped off my face, down my chest, and I could even feel a slow, steady trickle running in between my but cheeks. But that wasn’t the most pressing issue, controlling my gasping breaths was.

Lance stood upright, sipping from his water bottle, facing the ocean, a man at peace. His gray t-shirt was plastered to his back, with a wide v of sweat around his neck, and his hair was in sweaty wind-whipped disarray, but those were the only outward signs of our recent exertion.

“What a great day for a run!” Lance exclaimed.

I wanted to drag myself into a hot bath, while he looked ready to tackle another five-mile run. I would have attempted to flip him off if I wasn’t already so sore and needing all my energy to make it back to the car.

“Yes,” I huffed, still embarrassingly out of breath.

He finally seemed to take notice of that, frowning at me in his ‘you’re not behaving as I want you to’ way.

“Teresa, drink some water and do a few stretches to cool down,” he casually ordered in his ‘Lance takes charge and states the obvious’ voice. I was getting a tad annoyed at his cavalier attitude.

I straightened from my slightly slumped, about to keel over, position and snatched at my water bottle that was secured in my hydration belt, a gift from Lance and something I had no idea even existed until the moment he gave it to me this morning.

When he had talked about a nice morning jog at the boardwalk last night, I had envisioned more of a stroll, complete with Thrasher’s French fries, a few games of skee ball, and maybe even Lance winning me a big stuffed animal. You know, the Hallmark boardwalk date experience. It wasn’t often I went all romantic but those sappy movies always sucked me in.

Instead, I had gotten a pounding workout before most sane people were out of bed. Even worse Thrasher’s wasn’t open yet!

Guzzling my water and drenching my shirt even more with the runoff my mood dropped even lower when I caught sight of a familiar sulking figure lurking in the shadows of the restrooms near Funland. Joey! Could my morning get any worse?

“Nature calls, be out in a few,” I tossed over my shoulder to Lance, already gingerly making my way to the ladies’ side on the left. Damn, my thighs hurt!

Once safely concealed behind the partition leading to the ladies’ room, I waited for Joey to stomp over to me.

“What are you doing here?” I hissed at him the moment he was close. “I thought your matter was solved.”

“What are you talking about? Nothing is solved! That lug Angelo is still with my girl!”

After forty years together, I had hardly expected Angel to leave Angelo, involuntarily manslaughter or not. Joey apparently had had other ideas.

“Joey, I’m sorry but that’s Angel’s decision.”

“If Angelo

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