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Chapter 20: Get A Grip

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Becky's POV

My hand was seized in midair. I tried to claw the attacker with my other hand, while I opened my mouth to scream.

“Hold it, Miss Richards, it’s me!”

I stopped struggling and stared at him, Mr Dale?.

“Calm down, it’s me,” he repeated.

I gasped with relief, dropping my arms and sneakers. I fell against his strong muscular body, he held me to him. I breathed in his sharp cologne, trying to calm my beating heart, thankful it wasn’t someone wanting to harm me. We stayed like that for some seconds, then I became aware of what I was doing and pulled away, blushing bright red.

“Mr Dale, you scared me! I thought you were a prowler. What are you doing here?” I asked, annoyed.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to. I was looking for you. I was here earlier, but you weren’t in. I came to see if you were back.”

“I went out. Today is Sunday. You did say it was my free day to go anywhere I wanted, right?”

“Yes, of course,” he sounded embarrassed. “I didn’t come to tell you to work, I came to ask yo
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