Dangerous Rock (Dangerous Noise 3)

"Am I getting predictable?"

I nod.

"Even so, the offer stands."

"I accept."

Joel and I spend the entire day watching Harry Potter movies. We only get up to make dinner, or maybe it's a late night snack.

We're in each other's arms the entire time, but when I go to bed, he doesn't invite himself.

He stays on the couch.

And I toss and turn…

Until I give in to all that desire racing through me and stroke myself to orgasm.

That knocks me out.

I sleep like a log, but when I wake up alone, I feel… well, alone. My eyelids flutter closed. I want to go back to bed.

But my phone is ringing.

And it's ringing in the main room.

And it's a familiar song.

The one I set for my dad.

Shit.

I get out of bed and find my cell charging on the floor. Joel stirs from his spot on the couch.

I grab the phone and bring it back to his room.

Call from Chase Home. It's the landline.

Fuck.

I bring the phone to my ear. "Hello."

My dad's voice booms through the speakers. "Isabella, who the hell is this Joel Young you've married?"

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Bella

My stomach drops. Already, my legs are wobbly.

Dad knows.

I'm going to throw up.

Or maybe I'm going to fall down first.

That would be a hell of a rock star wife way to go, falling face-first in a pile of my own vomit.

I press my back into the wall, but it doesn't give me the stability I need.