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)
He shakes his head. “It seems I just got dumped.”
“Dumped?” I’m shocked. Who in their right mind would
break up with gorgeous Adrian? This Ross must really be a dick.
“Yeah, I was going to break up with him anyway, it seems he beat me to it.”
My eyes flick to Joshua and I catch him make eye contact with Ben. I bet any money Josh had a fight with Adrian’s boyfriend today. What is going on here? Everyone falls silent as they wait for Adrian to say something. My experience tells me he needs to be distracted.
“I’m going shopping, want to come too?” His eyes flick to Josh for approval. “Don’t look at him, look at me. I asked you if you will take me shopping,” I murmur.
He smiles and shrugs. “What do you want to buy?”
I shrug. “Don’t know, maybe lingerie or something. I thought I would give Rodeo Drive a run for its money.”
Josh and Cam both smile. They know exactly what I am doing. “Go, Murph.” Josh pats him on the back and then looks at me. “Show him how hot lingerie is, on the mannequin of course.” He does wide eyes at me.
Adrian frowns. “Eeww, are you that stupid you think I would want to look at your girlfriend in lingerie?”
Josh shrugs. “You’re only human.”
“Tash,” Josh whispers in my ear from behind. “I need to show you something.” I smile into my teacup, knowing exactly what he wants to show me.
“In a minute,” I whisper back.
“Now,” he growls into my ear, sending goose bumps scattering down my arms. He pulls me out of my chair by the hand. We have just eaten a beautiful three-course dinner and I am quite exhausted from shopping with Adrian all day. I have acquired some very naughty little outfits and Adrian has vented all day about hating men. Of course, I have made him come and stay with us, who knows what a scorned boyfriend could do? It seems I was right. Joshua told me the whole sordid story this afternoon. Adrian’s boyfriend is totally a dick. Josh grabs my hand as Adrian and Cam grab their beers and head out to the pool.
“I want to give you a tour of the house.” Josh smiles. Oh, he really did want to show me something, that’s unexpected. We walk through the kitchen and he opens a door and there is a staircase down a corridor. We go down two flights and Joshua flicks a light switch. Shit, a massive wine cellar is lit up like a Christmas tree. He gestures his hand around the room. “Wine cellar,” he announces, and I smile. It seems Joshua is proud of his wine cellar.
I nod. “Very impressive.” He kisses me quickly on the lips and heads back up the stairs. We head down the corridor to the left of the kitchen and walk past the dining room and the lounge room. This house really is stunning. Joshua’s decorating style is a little sterile, but the house looks too beautiful to be real. The high ceilings combined with the polished concrete and the amazing light fixtures give the house a luxury feel.
“It looks like a resort, Josh,” I remark.
“That’s the look I have gone for.” He winks at me. He opens a door on the left, “Games room.” A massive pool table and bar complete with twelve barstools are in here, complete with three big-screen televisions. My eyes flick back to him as I remember our night of moviemaking and he smiles, knowing exactly what I am thinking of. We continue walking down the hall and he opens a door on the right. “Part…pool room,” he murmurs. Why did he just correct his speech? He was going to say party room, but he corrected himself. He quickly closes the door as if he doesn’t want me looking in. Hmm, mental note, I need to investigate this room tomorrow and find out why he’s uncomfortable with me in it. We continue down the hall and we get to a huge glass wall. “Gym.” He smiles. Ah, he’s proud of this room, and I mirror his smile. There is a huge flat-screen on the wall and every damn machine I have ever seen. I just know I am going to end up hating this torture chamber. Now I won’t even have an excuse not to get to the gym, how annoying. We continue down the hall and it occurs to me to wonder why he wants to leave this house when he is so obviously attached to it.
“Josh, why do you want to move?” I ask.
He stops dead in his tracks. “I want you to be happy, Tash, and I want you to pick the house you want to live in.”
I smile and pull him close for a cuddle and I kiss him on the lips. “Josh, I just want to live with you…in your house, and if that’s a humpy in the damn desert then I will be happy. I don’t need a new house, Josh. This house is amazing. What is it about this house that makes you think that I won’t want to live here?”