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“I will be in LA in a week,” he snaps angrily.

“Don’t bother. I won’t see you. It’s a waste of your time.”

“You will see me if I have to kidnap you,” he snaps angrily.

I shake my head in frustration. “Who do you think you are? I don’t want to see you!” I snap.

“You’re lying!” he sneers.

“And you’re on yourself!” I reply angrily.

“I will be there in a week and we are going to sit down at dinner and talk about that twisted heart of yours.”

I narrow my eyes. “Why the hell did I say that?” Fucking psychologist.

“Goodbye Nicholas,” I reply.

“See you soon, my love.” He hangs up.

I rub my hands over my face. Oh this is just perfect. I storm inside to see everybody in the same position and my sauce burning.

“What the hell are you idiots doing? Stir the fucking sauce!” I snap angrily.

Joshua and Cameron laugh and the girls all jump up and run to the kitchen to help. Bridget starts to stir the sauce frantically.

Natasha puts her arm around me and gives me a gentle smile, sensing my fragility. “Are we good?” she asks as she kisses my shoulder.

I nod. “Yes, I’m good,” I reply, although in all honesty I’m just not sure. Men. It would be so much easier if I just liked women.

Natasha

I stand at the mirror with my stomach in my throat as I put on my hot-pink lipstick. I’m nervous… no, that’s an understatement, I’m in a near panic. I am going to a pussy

party tonight… with Mr Pussy himself. What the hell goes on at these things?

“Knock, knock,” Adrian calls from the door.

“Come in,” I answer.

He sticks his head around the door and his eyes drop down to my toes and he gives a low whistle. “You’re hot, Natasha Marx.”

I smile and look back at the mirror. “Is this ok?” I ask nervously.

“I hope so. It cost a bomb.” He walks around behind me and puts his hands on my hips and we look at our reflection in the mirror.

I am wearing a white dress that is short and tight. Hot-pink stiletto strappy sandals and a hot pink clutch match my lipstick. My dark hair is out and full. I even went to the hairdressers today to get a blow-dry, something I never do.

Adrian is in navy pants and a white shirt and looks gorgeous as usual.I put my hand on my stomach. “Where are the boys?” I ask.

“Downstairs having some drinks before we go. Are you ok?” He smiles.

“I’m as nervous as hell,” I whisper as I hear male laughter echo from downstairs. “I don’t fit into this world, Adrian. Why did I think this was a good idea?He smiles broadly. “Stop. It will be fine and we will all be there. You’re the hottest girl in LA. I do hope you are wearing glass boots though?”

I frown. “A stage up from glass slippers?”

He smiles again. “About three stages up from glass slippers, my beautiful Cinderella.”

“Oh god.” I put my head into my hands. “Can you make me a margarita please? I need something to calm my nerves.”



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