Page 55 of Stanton Unconditional

“So you are into threesomes, hey Abbs?” Cameron’s voice smiles.

Adrian rolls his eyes. “Oh God. Get it off.” He snaps as his eyes shoot to Cameron in the back seat. “You never miss a chance to try and pick up, do you, wanker?”

Cameron holds his hands up in the air. “How could I let that slip? I had to comment.”

I sit silently, staring out the window, lost in thought. I get the fairy tale stuff and she’s right. She’s too good for me. I need to let her go.

“Adrian, call the pilot in the morning. We are leaving on Saturday.” I start the car and pull out into the traffic. The two security cars trailing us follow behind. The car falls deathly silent as I fall back into my pool of depression.

Natasha

The car trip home is silent. At least I get to sleep in my own bed tonight. I wonder where Joshua is. Is he ok? We walk up to the lift as Max carries my bag. I have my laptop, my pillow and blanket bundled in my arms.

“Are you sure you don’t want to go over to Joshua’s?” Max asks.

“No and stop asking me. You are not helping the situation,” I reply. “I just don’t get it. You love him. Why are you letting him go?” he sighs.

“Because I’m not an idiot.” I shake my head and storm to my door. I stop dead in my tracks.

The lock has been broken and the door is ajar. Max immediately drops the bags and texts someone. My eyes widen as he ushers me back to the lift where we wait for a moment. The other guards run up the stairs and into my apartment. Max grabs me and pushes me into the lift and pulls out a gun.

What the fuck is happening now?