Chapter Twenty-One
Chase
That’s a little snappy.
Anxiety hung heavy in the air. Something was up with Arabella. I wasn’t sure if I should try to talk to her about it or wait a bit to see if she would calm down.
When she came back, she handed me the bottle of beer, wearing an unsteady expression. “Sorry about shouting. It’s just that my stomach’s been bothering me. So, going out anywhere right now isn’t in the cards for me.”
That made me feel a bit better, but I wasn’t sure that was all there was to it. “Did you take anything for it?”
“Um, like what?” She sat down in the chair instead of next to me.
“Like, I don’t know. What exactly about your stomach is bothering you? Gas? Diarrhea? Monthly issues?”
Her cheeks flared red as she ducked her head. “Chase! I don’t want to discuss any o
