Stanton Box Set

Knock, knock.

“Shit.” Joshua spits. “Just a minute,” he yells. I jump from the bed and sprint to the bathroom with him hot on my heels.

“Just get dressed,” I snap. “I don’t want them to know you are in the shower with me.”

“No, I need a shower too. I smell like sex.” He pushes me to the side and turns the shower on and dives in before the water heats up. I stand naked with my arms crossed at the beautiful sex god in front of me.

“What?” He smiles as he quickly soaps up.

“The nurses are going to think you’re a nympho .”

He smirks. “Then they would be right, wouldn’t they?”

I smirk and in two minutes flat Joshua is dressed and heading out of the bathroom to answer the door. I take my time and twenty minutes later I emerge from the bathroom to find the doctor and Cameron in the room talking to Joshua. Cameron’s eyes shoot up to me and he bites his lip to stifle his smile. Boy, this is uncomfortable. They know exactly what we have been doing.

“I’m going to get a coffee Josh,” I whisper uncomfortably.

His eyes lock on mine and he smiles a knowing smile. His eyes gently drop from my head to my toes and he runs his tongue over his bottom lip. I feel a familiar throb of arousal as his gaze burns holes through my clothes.

“Take Max, presh. Can you get me and Cam one as well?” he says gently.

I nod and he holds out his hand for me. As I take it he pulls me in for a quick peck on the lips.

Cameron rolls his eyes. As I am grabbing my purse there’s a knock on the door.

“Come in,” Cameron yells.

Ben sticks his head through the door. “Josh, there are two policemen here to see you.”

Josh’s eyes flick straight to me. I frown.

“Give me a minute,” he replies. He turns to me, “Go and get the coffee, presh. I will be about twenty minutes. Ring your mum or the girls.”

I smile and nod as I leave the room. He is trying to get rid of me. What in the hell is this about? Two policemen are waiting outside. Ben, along with Joshua’s other two bodyguards, all enter the room after the police. I frown. That’s weird, why do the bodyguards have to hear what is said. Actually, what is being said?

I turn to Max, “What’s going on?”

“Let’s go for a walk, honey,” he sighs.

One thing that I am becoming increasingly aware of is that Max only calls me honey when he feels pity for me.

Joshua

“This is Constable Mathews and Detective Stevens.” Ben introduces the two policemen.

I shake both of their hands and stay silent as I wait for them to speak.

“Mr Stanton, we have found your car.”

Relief fills me. “Oh good. Is it a write-off?” I reply.

The detective frowns at me. “It seems we have bigger problems than your car being stolen.”

I frown, “What does that mean? Where was my car?”

Ben and the officer trade glances. “Your car was found parked in the car park of your offices.”

I frown. “But why?”