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He gives me a broad smile and does wide eyes at me.

“Totally…a raving bitch even,” he whispers as his lips trail down my neck.

I smile and giggle as he bites my neck.

“Do I need to be punished Mr Stanton?” I smile as he bites me again and comes over me. He rubs his hard length through my core.

“Fucking oath,” he growls as he slams into me.

Chapter 29

Today is the day, the day I have been dreading for seven years. We are telling our parents. Josh has flown his parents to Sydney on the false pretence of a business deal he is doing. I have been vomiting with nerves all morning and Joshua hasn’t eaten in two days. We feel sick and distraught because we honestly don’t know what reaction we are going to get…we could both be parentless tonight. But seeing as we leave for LA in a week the time has come. Cameron and Bridget are coming for moral support and by the sounds of it they are as nervous as us. They are having breakfast this morning together to discuss possible outcomes. I find myself pacing and shaking my hands in my bedroom while freaking out about what to wear. Joshua is dressed in a suit and leaning over the balcony rail on his elbows. He hasn’t been to bed yet and it’s seven am. I watch him out the window…poor love, I have never seen him so stressed. I walk out to try and comfort him. I smile and kiss him on the neck.

“Stop worrying, baby. We can do this. Just think of it as we are coming out as gay. They will be shocked at first and then they will be angry and that’s when we leave and in time they will have to accept us. We are not doing anything wrong Josh, it is legal in most countries for us to be together,” I smile.

He frowns and shakes his head. “Stop talking, you’re making it worse,” he snaps.

“We had better get going.” I smile.

He nods and stands to face me and takes my two hands in his. “Promise me one thing,” he whispers and I nod. “Promise me that whatever happens we will leave your parents’ house together today.” I smile and nod and give him a tender kiss while cupping his face in my hands.

“I promise you we will leave together today and then we will go out for dinner to celebrate our bravery, followed by awesome hot sex.” He gives me a nervous smile and nods.

“Sounds like a plan.”

Walking up the steps to Mum and Dad’s house is the most terrifying thing I think I have done. Joshua is as white as a ghost and the tension on Cameron’s face is priceless. But this means we can finally be together in public. We walk into the lounge room, oh shit, Brock is here. Joshua and I quickly glance at each other, knowing exactly what the other is thinking.

“Come out the back everyone,” Mum calls from the kitchen in her best entertaining voice. Ok, this is it…it’s go time. Cameron and Bridget are sitting on a stone bench and Joshua’s mum and dad are sitting at the table with my mum, Brock and Dad. Holy fuck. I feel like I am going to vomit. Joshua runs both of his hands through his hair and I stand still on the spot. I give him the nod symbolising now.

“You are probably wondering why I have brought you all here,” he stammers. “I…we have something to tell you,” he continues.

“Joshua, no…stop,” Margaret snaps. He swallows and ignores her and continues, “Natasha…Natasha.” He looks at me and I can’t stand it any longer. I stand and grab his hand.

“Joshua and I have fallen in love.” The room falls silent. My eyes flick around the room to see five sets of shocked eyes staring at us.

“What do you mean?” Joshua’s dad snaps.

Joshua swallows the lump in his throat. “We have been seeing each other and we have fallen for each other,” he stammers.

Brock breaks the silence. “You’re a fucking prick, Stanton.”

My mother yells. “Brock, enough.”

I need to speak quickly—everyone is just too quiet.

“We fell in love when we were seventeen and only just got back together. We couldn’t stay apart any longer.”

“He was with a fucking stripper just a week ago, Natasha,” Brock yells. Oh shit, he did have to see that, didn’t he? Joshua glares at Brock and I grab his arm signifying for him to calm down. Joshua’s dad stands. “Back up—did you say seventeen?” I frown. “How old were you then, Joshua?” he asks. Joshua bites his lip, knowing what’s coming.

“How old?” he screams. Oh shit, this is getting out of control and Cameron stands up and walks around next to Joshua as if to signify support.

“Nineteen,” Joshua answers.

“So Natasha is the girl you nearly didn’t go to America for?” Josh hangs his head. “And she is the girl in your goddamn tattoo?” he yells.

“Yes,” Joshua sighs as he rubs both of his eyes with his hands. Margaret, Joshua’s mother, bursts into tears and my mother stands and starts pacing.

“You’re cousins,” she screams. This is bad…worse than I thought. I look to my dad to see his reaction and he picks up my hand.