Stanton Box Set

“Get someone else to fucking do it then,” I snap as my angry eyes glare at Ben who is standing at the back of the cafeteria. He frowns in question.

“I think the less people who know about this the better. You had better come back here and do it yourself,” Adrian asserts.

I roll my eyes in frustration. “Fine. See you soon.” I hang up angrily and turn to see Tash and Didge still deep in discussion. What in the hell am I going to say about where I am going? I have just told her I want to stay home alone with her tonight.

Ben walks over to me. “Is everything ok?” he asks.

I glare at him. “No, everything is not ok,” I whisper. “Because of your staff’s incompetence the hooker is sending the email to Natasha tonight.” I rub my forehead in frustration.

His eyes widen.

“Ben, I will say this once, if Natasha sees the tape someone’s head is going to roll.”

He shakes his head in frustration. “Josh, I don’t know what to say. I don’t know how this has happened.”

“Do I need to remind you?” I snap angrily and walk back to the girls. I take a seat back at the table and my eyes linger on Natasha’s beautiful face with my heart pounding in my chest. Maybe I should just tell her.

Natasha smiles and takes my hand over the table and I feel myself melt a little.

“How’s your tongue?” I smirk.

“Burnt to oblivion,” she replies flatly.

I smile. I can’t tell her. Who am I kidding? I need to find out her email addresses so I can hack the systems. How in the hell am I going to do that? This is abysmal.

I need to speak to Cameron. He’ll think of something, he always does. “I’m going to go back upstairs. I will meet you up there,” I say as I squeeze Natasha’s hand across the table and she smiles.

“Ok, see you up there,” she replies.

I stand and leave the cafeteria. I need to find Cameron … and fast.

Natasha

I watch Joshua leave the cafeteria followed by his security team. “Oh my god Bridget, this is a disaster,” I stammer as I grab her arm over the table.

She frowns. “What is?”

“Jesten, that’s who. He texted me, and Josh read the text and now I have lied to Joshua and he thinks Jes is a girl.”

She rolls her eyes as she drinks her coffee. “Just tell Jes you are back with Josh, easy.” “I’m going to eventually, but they are fighting each other next week in the stupid cage- fighting shit and Jesten will bait Joshua even more if he knows that we are back together and we both know Joshua will kill Jesten even harder if he knows we are friends now,” I stammer, exasperated.

She screws up her face in disgust. “I’m too tired for this shit and you can’t kill someone harder. If they are dead they are dead.”

I put my head into my hands on the table. “Why hasn’t he texted back? What if he just turns up at my house?” I whisper, mortified.

She smiles broadly at me. “That would actually be funny though, wouldn’t it?”

I glare at her. “No, not at all.”

“Imagine if Joshua answers the door, like in a towel and it’s Jesten, what do you think would happen?” She smiles.

I put my hand over my mouth as the horrific scene unfolds in my head.

I take my phone back out of my bag and text Jesten again.

Matter of urgency.

I’m at work all weekend.