Page 32 of Hide Me Darling

PAPA

JFC *eye roll emoji* She is a very capable adult. She is fine, aren’t you, munchkin?

PAPA

Munchkin?

PAPA

*frowning emoji* Okay, I’m now team Dare… Call us, now.

Checking the time of the messages, I realize they were sent an hour ago. Huffing out a sigh, I know there is only one solution to their worries. Quickly getting out of bed, I use the bathroom to freshen up before throwing on leggings and a top and putting my hair up.

Picking my phone back up on my way to the office, I click on the video call icon as I mentally prepare myself to face my worried parents.

The video call connects, and within moments, the concerned faces of my parents appear on the screen. Their expressions soften with relief as soon as they see me.

"Hey there, munchkin," papa says, his voice filled with humor. "You finally decided to wake up, huh?"

My dad’s eyes narrow slightly. "We've been trying to reach you for ages. Are you okay? Why didn't you answer earlier?"

I offer a sheepish smile, feeling a pang of guilt for causing them worry. "Sorry, I slept through my alarm. I'm okay, though, just a bit groggy."

Dad frowns, his eyes narrowing further as they assess me. It’s almost like he can see something I can’t. “How groggy, what does it feel like?”

I roll my eyes with a sigh, it’s no secret that they had intentionally drugged mom at one point. “I was up until the early hours of the morning hunting, it’s my own fault,” I tell them reassuringly.

Dad shakes his head, though I can see the relief in his eyes. "Well, you're lucky you called us back. Your mom was about to fly over there on the next flight out."

Mom nods, her expression softening. "We just worry, honey. You know how it is. Especially with the vagueness surrounding your case, going undercover can take a toll on people."

"I know, Mom," I reply sincerely. "I appreciate you checking in, really."

Papa leans closer to the camera. "Is that a tan? In two days? Aren’t you meant to be investigating, not sunbathing?” His laughter has me shaking my head with a smile.

“How is your investigation going?” I ask, hoping to divert the attention away from that topic.

Mom sighs and a look of frustration crosses her face. “It’s going okay, I think we are closing in on our main suspect. How about you, are you getting closer?”

My pulse quickens as I remember the message waiting for me from the unknown number and everything that happened last night. “Yeah, definitely getting closer.”

Mom's brow furrows slightly. "Are you sure you're feeling alright? You sound a bit off."

"Yeah, I'm fine, Mom," I reassure her. "Just a late start to the day, that's all. You know it always throws me off when I don’t get in my early morning jog and cup of coffee."

I’m not sure they believe me, but Papa finally smiles brightly. "Alright, munchkin. Just remember to take care of yourself, alright? And keep us posted more often."

"I will," I promise, feeling a surge of affection for them. "Love you guys."

"We love you too," Mom replies softly.

We end our call and I sit back in the chair with a sigh, still staring at the phone.

Taking a deep breath, I click through to my messages again and pull up the one from an unknown number. I frown when I see it’s a video, the initial preview shot is black so I don’t even know what it is that I’m about to click on.

Bracing myself, I open it and press play, but there is no bracing myself for the loud audio. Whimpers, moans and cries echo around the office and I drop the phone onto the glass desk. I don’t need to see it though, I already caught a glimpse before it slipped from my fingers. It’s a crystal clear view of me spread out on the bed last night, bringing myself to climax.

When the voice starts talking over the video, I have to admit to myself it wasn’t just my efforts that got me an orgasm, but those psychos behind the masks..

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