Page 34 of I.S.O Daddy


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She sat on the bench and her leg bounced wildly as she scanned the park. Maybe she should’ve brought Ottie. She’d contemplated it, but ultimately decided to leave him at home. She didn’t want anything to happen to him if something happened to her.

Not that she thought anything would happen to her.

But she was meeting a stranger from the internet. Anything could happen. What if he wasn’t who he said he was? What if he kidnapped her and killed her? What if?—

She needed to stop while she was ahead. But maybe sending Chris her location wouldn’t be a bad idea.

Pulling her phone out, she turned her location on for Chris, and, as expected, got an immediate text.

Chris:

Why did you turn that on? What’s going on? Where are you? Are you okay?

Abbie sighed. Maybe that was a bad idea.

Abbie:

I’m fine. I’m at the park, just being safe. Jeez.

Chris:

The park? Why?

Abbie:

Why do you think? To have fun. To swing. To frolic through the flowers. You should try it some time.

Chris:

Noted. Be good.

She rolled her eyes. Who did he think she was? Like she’d do anything bad. Or reckless.

You know, other than meeting an older man from the internet in the park. That wasn’t reckless or dangerous or anything.

What was she even thinking?

Her eyes flitted everywhere, taking in faces and cars, trying to find him. She couldn’t sit still, she was so anxious. Jumping to her feet, she began to pace and chew on her thumbnail.

God, this was insane. Certifiably insane. She’d never done anything remotely close to something like this before. Why did she think this was a good idea? She was definitely going to wind up in a freaking ditch somewhere, decapitated.

She froze, her entire body going rigid.

What if he tried to kill her? What would she do then? He looked massive in his photos. It wasn’t like she could fight him off.

Oh God.

Oh God.

Oh God!

What was she supposed to do?

Leave?

But what if he was actually who he said he was? And was super sweet and kind? She’d be standing up a perfectly normal, good man. But if he was dangerous…

Why didn’t she think about any of this before? She never stopped to think. Her mother was right. She needed to get her head out of the clouds and be realistic.

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