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 turn and frown. “What? Out in the country…with the horses?” Is he kidding?
He nods matter of factly and swigs more protein. I shake my head. “No.”
He frowns. “What do you mean no?” I widen my eyes at him. “No, I am not moving to the country. I want to live near Adrian, and I want to party…in LA.”
He narrows his eyes at me. “Party?” he questions, affronted.
I nod. “Aha, I’m only twenty-five, Joshua. I can think of nothing worse than being locked up on a farm while you ride around on frigging horses like Captain America.”
“Captain America doesn’t ride a horse,” he mutters. I roll my eyes in response. “I’m sure he did,” I snap.
“We are moving to LA, you are buying me a new house and then when we are old and have two…” I hold up two of my fingers to accentuate my point, “two children, I will move to Willowvale…and not a moment before.”
He narrows his eyes again. “Listen here…you will leave when I damn well say and if you think you are moving to LA to run amok you have another thing coming. I won’t stand for it. And we are having six children!”
I walk over to him and smile as I rub my hand over his penis through his suit pants. He closes his eyes and leans back to give me access.
“You know, Joshua baby,” I whisper as I smile into his neck.
“Hmm,” he smiles.
“I can be very persuasive when I want to be.” I smile and lick my lips as I unzip his suit pants. He lies back onto the counter on his elbows, and his eyes watch my mouth intently.
“Hmm,” he sighs.
I slowly slide his pants down and give him one long lick up the length of his shaft. “You see, I know I have something that you need, and I’m prepared to bargain with it to get my own way,” I whisper as I smile and lick him again.
He smirks. “Bitch,” he whispers.
There is a knock at the door and Joshua jumps up in a start. “Piss off,” he snaps.
I smile as I lick my lips and head for the door as Joshua straightens himself up in the kitchen.
I open the door in a rush to see Ben talking to two men in the hallway.
They turn to me and hand me a business card. I smile in question. “Hello.”
Ben looks at me uncomfortably. “Natasha, these are police officers. They need to talk to you and Joshua.”
I frown. “Is something wrong?”
They look at each other and then at me. “Can we come in, please?”
I frown and Joshua walks up behind me and puts his hand out to shake theirs. “Joshua Stanton.”
“Can we come in Mr. Stanton?” the officer asks.
He opens the door and holds out his arm. “Of course.”
The officers walk in and Ben follows them. They all sit on the lounge.
“What’s this about?” he asks as they take a seat.
One of the officers hands Joshua a photo and he looks at it and frowns.
“Is this the woman who has been blackmailing you?” the officer asks.
Joshua’s eyes drop to the photo. “Yes,” he answers. “I’ve been through this.” He passes the photo to me. Stupid bitch’s face is staring at me in a mug shot. It looks as though it is a few years old. She is a brunette. My stomach rolls. God, I hate that dirty whore.
Shit! Abbie and Bridget are busted, their names should officially be changed to Dumb and Dumber. Who breaks into a house and then gets locked in there? I rub my forehead as nerves start to pump through me. If he asks me outright did they do it, what will I say? I can’t rat out my two best friends. Joshua must be able to sense my nerves and grabs my hand reassuringly. Ben stands to the side uncomfortably.
“Have you found her?” Ben asks.
“I’m afraid we have.”
I swallow uncomfortably. Oh shit, here it comes. Did your two stupid friends break into her house? I drop my eyes. I can’t lie for shit.
“She was found dead this morning,” the officer says. The room falls silent. Oh my God.
“Why are you telling me this?” Joshua snaps.
“You are, of course, a suspect, both of you.” He gestures to me. My eyes widen in horror.
“We have been to her place and we have ten sets of different fingerprints from her apartment and we are analyzing them now.”
My stomach drops again. Oh my God, the girls’ fingerprints are all over that place.
My horrified eyes meet Ben’s and he subtly shakes his head in a knowing gesture to tell me to hold it together.
“I’m sure she was blackmailing about ten different men,” Joshua snaps.
“She was and you are not the only man or wife in question.
We are actually more interested in you, Ben.”