His expression drops. “Christ … it’s not real Tash. It’s just a bad dream.”
I pull back to look at him. “I am scared it’s a premonition, Josh. What if my dad is trying to warn me? It’s so real, always exactly the same dream. They started two days after Dad’s death.”
He smiles sympathetically. “It’s a nightmare, baby. Let’s have a shower. You always feel better after a shower.”
I nod nervously and let him help me to the shower. We stand in an embrace as I cry into his chest, and the fear eventually subsides as the water washes away my nightmare from hell.
“I’m scared, Josh,” I whisper.
He gently kisses my face. “It’s ok baby, nothing is going to happen to me. You’re safe now, I’m here.”
I wake with a start-my heart is racing through an orgasm. Joshua is on top of me and inside me. He kisses me as he pulls out and rolls me onto my side to face him.
He smiles as he leans in and kisses me gently again.
“Good morning, Mr Stanton,” I sigh happily. “Helping yourself?” I smirk.
“You love it when I take you in your sleep.”
I smile broadly at the beautiful specimen in front of me. It’s true. I do love it when he takes me in my sleep. “Yes, but why do you love it so much?” I’ve never asked him before why it gets him so amped up.
He bites his lip as he contemplates his answer. “I don’t know. I think that it’s the way your body responds to mine, even when you’re not conscious. You have no idea what a turn on it is to know that your body wants mine. I don’t know actually.” He shrugs. “I think it’s that I realise we connect on many different levels and the fact that you know about it and give me permission. I don’t know what it is, but it’s fucking hot.”
“Have you ever done that to anybody else?” I ask.
He frowns at me. “Natasha I don’t fuck you while you sleep, I make love to you while you sleep. I’ve never made love to anyone but you and I have definitely never stayed next to someone as they slept. What we have is a deeper connection. There is no way in hell I would want to do that with anybody. It’s actually creepy thinking of doing that with someone else.” He fakes a shiver.
I smirk. “And it’s not creepy when you do it to me?”
He frowns. “No, I adore you. I love you. Nothing could ever be creepy between us.” His eyes widen. “Do you think it’s creepy?”
I smile. “No Josh, I think it’s beyond hot and it tells me how deeply I trust you.”
His face drops.
I frown. “Why did your face just drop?”I question.
He takes my face tenderly in his hands. “Kiss me.” I smile into him.
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.
“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.”