Ben shakes his head as he drinks his water, unimpressed, and then takes out his phone and rings someone.
“Hey, can you go around to Ross Markham’s house and have a look at which security system he has?” He listens. “The address is in the filing cabinet under cock.” I smirk. Ben really hates this guy. He listens and then laughs. “Thanks,” he replies and hangs up. We keep watching the game. Joshua is very good at this. In fact, all of these men are very good at this, and ridiculously good-looking.
“There are a lot of good-looking men here,” I murmur.
“Sure are.” Adrian nods.
“Apart from me you mean?” Ben replies flatly with folded arms as he watches the game.
I smirk, every day Ben reveals just a little more of himself and I am beginning to really, really like him. Ben glances at his watch and stands. “I will be around the other side,” he murmurs.
“Ok,” I answer.
I watch Ben walk around the other side of the field and my eyes flick to Joshua on the horse as the quarter ends. He rides to the sidelines and dismounts his horse. His stable hand walks over to him and gives Jasper a drink and hands Joshua a bottle of water. As people fuss around, Joshua takes a drink and turns and looks for me. I give him a small wave and he nods and turns back to his horse and crew.
I smile at the ground. Joshua Stanton looking for me will never grow old.
The game is over and I am waiting by the car for Joshua with two security guards and Adrian. He is still finishing up. I watch as Maria walks with the three girls around the field so that they can talk with their father. Maria kisses her husband and the girls all rush Joshua. He picks up the smallest child and lifts her onto his shoulders as the other two wrestle with his legs. He breaks into a full-blown loud laugh and I find myself smiling broadly as I melt. Ok… that’s it. I’m out. I can’t take anymore. This man is trying to pop my damn ovaries. Just when I don’t think this guy can be any more perfect…he goes and turns all paternal. The internal sound of those eggs being released from my pounding ovaries is deafening.
I smile as I watch him with the girls. I never even knew this side of him existed. He is so gentle and loving with them and if this is what he will be like with our children, damn it, I’ll have ten of the little buggers.
I lie with my head on Joshua’s chest in the afterglow of our love-making as he intermittently runs his fingertips back and forth over my arm, with his lips resting on my temple. He has just made beautiful gentle love to me and I feel totally cocooned in our bed by his love..
I smile into his chest. “I love you,” I whisper.
I feel him smile above me. “I love you too,” he replies.
“We can have six children,” I breathe.
I feel him smile again. “You say that like it was ever a question,” he replies.
I smile.
“That was always happening, Marx.” He picks up my hand and kisses my fingertips.
“Joshua,” I ask.
“Yes, presh,” he replies.
“Do I have any say at all in the way our lives turn out?” I ask.
I feel him smile broadly again. “Funnily enough, no,” he murmurs. “I’ve got it all planned out.”
I bend and bite him on the chest. “What do I have a say in?” I tease.
He smiles into the darkness again. “Right now?” he asks.
“Yes, right now.” I act serious as he rolls me onto my back.
“You get to choose whether I stand or kneel as I fuck you doggy-style.”
I giggle loudly as he brings my leg up around his hip. “What’s it going to be?” he asks.
“Standing please,” I smile. “I would like my life to be given to me hard.”
“Got it.” He bites me on the neck as I squeal in laughter. “Hard life, coming straight up!”
The sound of the echoing alarm rips me from my sleep.
“Fuck,” Joshua snaps as he jumps from the bed. Huh? I sit up in a start. It’s the middle of the night. What’s going on? We arrived back in LA from Willowvale late tonight after dinner and have woken to an alarm that is sounding through the house. It’s deafening. Joshua tries to switch on the lamp and it doesn’t turn on.
“Fuck, the power’s cut,” he whispers.
My eyes widen, huh? What the hell. I am suddenly wide awake and sit up immediately. Shit, shit, shit.
“Get in the bathroom!” he snaps.
I jump out of bed and start to try and find my clothes in a panic in the darkness.
“Get in the fucking bathroom and lock the door,” Joshua whispers angrily.
“I have no clothes on, Joshua.” I start to jump around in fear and Joshua grabs me and pushes me through the dark room into the bathroom, naked.
“Lock the door!” he snaps.
“No.” I grab his arm and try to pull him in with me. “Stay in here with me,” I plead.
“Stop there.” I hear Ben’s voice yell out over the alarm.
Oh crap, what’s going on? Joshua and I stand perfectly still as we try to listen. A glass vase smashes and Joshua roughly pushes me into the bathroom as I try to hang onto him.