Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 145155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 726(@200wpm)___ 581(@250wpm)___ 484(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 145155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 726(@200wpm)___ 581(@250wpm)___ 484(@300wpm)
“Thank god,” he whispers with his lips against my temple. “I can’t stand the thought of you with anybody else. It kills me.” Guilt hits me and I know I should elaborate. Should I tell him? No, he will think I’m an idiot. Actually, I am an idiot, who am I kidding.
“Why do I have a bodyguard, Josh?”
He frowns. “Because if you want to be my girl you have to be protected.”
“Why?”
“You just do, and I don’t want to fight about that. In fact, I need to ask you another truth. How do you feel about my money?”
I pull back to look at his face and I frown. Of all the nerve. “I don’t want you for your money, asshole. How could you even think that?”
He smiles. “No, I mean, are you going to leave me because of my money?”
I frown again. “You think I’m going to leave you because of your money?” He nods.
“Why?”
“I am a very wealthy man, Tash, and I live a very expensive life. I have been very careful not to expose you at all to it because I didn’t want to frighten you off.”
“How wealthy are we talking?” He shrugs. “Around about?” I raise my eyebrows.
“Nearly a billion.”
What?
“Fuck off—you’re a billionaire?”
He winces. “Nearly,” he whispers. I stare at him openmouthed.
Holy shit, this is unimaginable.
“Joshua Stanton, you are a total mindfuck, do you know that?”
He smiles. “I’m your mindfuck if you’ll have me.”
“That depends.” I smile as I cross my arms in front of me. “On what?”
“On whether you’re going to show me how that I-love-you sex you mentioned last night goes.”
He smiles and kisses me. “Does it have a happy ending?” he whispers into my neck.
I bite my lip as I smile. “Yes, but this time the happy ending is going my way.”
An hour later, we are in the shower and Josh is soaping up my back with deep massaging strokes. My eyes are closed, I am leaning onto the glass and am deeply relaxed. In all honesty, I just want him to myself for the day. Bang work I say.
“Can’t you stay home with me today?” I know I sound like a whiny kid, but I don’t care. I turn and kiss him as I put my arms around his neck.
“No, you’ve already made me late.” He pulls my hips into his by my behind. He smiles down at me tenderly. I find myself returning the goofy grin.
“What?” I frown. He hunches his shoulders and bends to kiss me softly, his tongue swiping through my lips. He grinds his hips into mine and once again I feel his beautiful length against my stomach. “Do you know how long I have dreamed of having you like this?” he whispers into my neck. I smile as I drop my head back to allow him greater access to me.
“Like what?” I smile. I know exactly what he means. “Wanting me as much as I want you.”
I smile again. “How could you have ever thought anything else, you big dope?” He grabs me hard on the bum and I squeal with laughter.
“Big dope,” he growls as he bites me hard on the shoulder. “I will show you just how big I am.” I giggle as I hunch to escape his attack. “Tash.”
I look up at the serious tone in his voice. My eyes close at the contact of his lips to mine. “Hmm.”
“Our adult relationship starts today, OK?”
I frown at him, not understanding his meaning. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, to me, our relationship of being scared of being found out and unsure of each other is over. I want to start again.” Tears well in my eyes at the sincerity in his face and the meaning of the words. It’s true that I have felt torn, guilty and unsure about our relationship since the day it began. What we have is beyond beautiful, how could it be wrong? It’s impossible and he’s right, we need to start acting like adults and take our future into our own hands.
“I would like that too,” I whisper as I lean in for another gentle kiss. With his lips pressed to my temple I hear the gentle words.
“I fucking adore you, precious girl.”
These words are very quickly becoming my favorite thing in the world to hear. Chicken soup for my soul.
Eleven o’clock and I am on my way home from the gym. I may as well try to lose the twelve pounds I have stacked on since Mr. Orgasmic came back on the scene. It does seem like I am naked a lot of the time lately. It’s only a matter of time before hail damage strikes. A song comes onto the radio. It’s a new track by Katy Perry called ‘Dark Horse’. I heard it the other day and it gave me goose bumps. The words are exactly the situation between Josh and me and, seeing as we are literally the dark horses of the family, a pubescent idea comes into my brain and I laugh at the thought. I stop off and grab a coffee and text the girls.