Total pages in book: 168
Estimated words: 160782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 804(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 804(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
I frown. “Do you feel like going?”
He shrugs. “Not really but sitting around here being depressed isn’t enticing either.”
He’s right. I have been acting like a sad sack of shit. “Okay, fine, we’ll go.” I give him a small smile.
He smirks, picks up my foot and kisses the top of it. “Let’s go to bed.”
“No way Stanton, today I’m getting my orgasm from my Big Mac.”
The girls and I stand at the bottom bar in the Ivy at 11.00 pm. I’m wearing a black strapless pant suit with a thick gold belt and gold high heel sandals. My hair is in a full high ponytail. Joshua told me I look like a Charlie’s Angel tonight. Happy with that description just quietly, I’m glad he dragged me out. My phone beeps a message.
They are playing our song.
Talk dirty to me.
I smile and bite my bottom lip. Right, he wants to play. “What are you smiling at?” Abbie frowns.
I smirk. “Joshua wants me to talk dirty to him.”
Bridget giggles and takes my phone off me. “What will we write?” She bites her lip as she thinks.
I take a sip of my margarita as I narrow my eyes. “Hmm, I need something to drive him wild, like really filthy.” I roll my lips together as I think.
“What does he write to you when he’s talking dirty?” Abbie frowns in question.
I giggle into my drink. “I can’t repeat it. Joshua Stanton is the king of dirty talk.”
“Of course, he is,” Abbie snaps. “Is there anything he’s not good at? Please tell me he turns into Shrek at midnight.”
I nod as I finish my drink. “He’s shit at two things actually, committing and telling me he loves me.”
Bridget laughs as she comes up with an idea. “I know… how about…Do me doggie?”
I burst out laughing as I frown. “Do me doggie? What the hell Bridget?”
Abbie laughs. “That’s totally shit, do not text that.” She points at Bridget. “You want to turn him on, not turn him off. Don’t ever bring up dogs in the promise of passion.”
Bridget frowns. “I think that’s good. I would text that,” she stammers.
Abbie and I laugh again and clink our glasses. “Do not talk dirty to any men Bridget…please.” I giggle.
Abbie laughs as something catches her eye from across the room and she frowns.
“Back in a minute,” she snaps as she takes off through the crowded club.
“I need to go to the bathroom, Didge.” I frown.
“Ok, I will get another round of drinks. Meet you back here,” she replies.
“Ok.”
Five minutes later, I am in the cubicle in the bathroom and I hear the door bang open from the club.
“You got a hide showing your face around here.” I frown, that’s Abbie’s voice.
“I will go where I want.” A girl’s voice replies. “And get your hands off me.”
I bite my lip and quickly pull my pant suit up. Oh shit, army guy must have stuffed up with this girl. I better just stay in here in case Abbie needs me to try and pretend to be tough. Oh God, I hope not. I’m such a chicken. My heart starts to race in a panic. “I know about the blackmail, TC,” Abbie snaps.
“What does TC mean?” she yells.
My eyes widen. Shit, it’s TC, she must be blackmailing James. I bite my fingernail as I listen.
“Tunnel Cunt!” Abbie yells.
I find myself smiling in the cubicle with my hand over my mouth. Abbie is so tough.
The door opens. “Get the fuck out before I kick your ass,” Abbie screams.
“I’m calling a bouncer, bitch,” I hear someone yell as they leave through the door again.
Bloody hell, Abbie is losing her shit. She’s telling off innocent people now.
I stay still riveted on the spot.
“Cameron told me you are blackmailing Joshua for millions of dollars so that you don’t send a movie of him and you to Natasha. It was before he was even with her. It has nothing to do with her.”
My eyes widen in horror…WHAT!?
“I swear to God, if you hurt my friend, you are dead meat,” Abbie screams.
“You’re all psychopaths. He threatened to kill me!”
“I’m going to fucking kill you too,” Abbie screams. “And my way will be much more painful, bitch!”
“Owww. Let me go!” TC screams.
I put my hands over my mouth in a panic. What will I do? What will I do? They are having a cat fight.
The door opens again and I hear a bouncer’s voice. “Out, girls,” he snaps.
The girls both leave in a rush. “Kick her out. She’s causing trouble,” TC screams.
“Fuck off, idiot,” I hear Abbie yell as the music floats through the open door.
The door bangs shut and then silence.
I stand from the toilet as the adrenaline starts to pump.
What in the hell was that?
Joshua is being blackmailed and he hasn’t even told me, but he told Abbie and Abbie didn’t tell me? I am furious, I have never been so mad in my entire life. I leave the bathroom and storm through the club to the staircase and I take them two at a time. When I get to the top I look around and I see Abbie still arguing with TC up against the wall and Ben is standing over them with his hand around TC’s arm obviously about to throw her out. Joshua, Cameron and Adrian are about three meters away glaring at them. Joshua’s nervous eyes find me through the crowd, and he starts to walk toward me in a rush.