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“Hey Bella, come in.”
“Damien says you’re going away for a bit until things calm down here?”
“So I’ve been told, yes.”
“You know they wouldn’t do this unless absolutely necessary, and all Josh wants is for you to be safe.” I slump onto my bed.
“I know, it’s just so hard Bella. I’ve never had anyone so involved in my life before, telling me what to do and when to do it.” Bella sits beside me and pulls me in for a cuddle.
“You’ve spent all your life looking after other people, me and your grandma. Now it’s time to let someone look after you.” I squeeze Bella back. I know she’s right, but I don’t know if I can change a habit of a lifetime. “I’m going to miss you Bella.”
“I’ll miss you more. Has Josh told you where you’re going? Damien said it’s better if I don’t know.”
“He hasn’t said.”
“Right well you should think of it as an adventure holiday. No work for a while, go and explore a new place and spend some time with a sexy man who adores you.” This makes me laugh.
“I’m not sure he adores me right now.”
“He will calm down. Now let me help you pack.”
Bella cheers me up, I feel a bit more positive, or rather a bit less negative now about my trip. I’ve just about got everything packed and Josh appears at my door. “You ready to go Clo?”
“All set. I’ll call you when we get there, wherever there is. Oh no I haven’t got my phone it’s in the coffee shop” I look at Josh.
“We will sort you a new one when we can.” I give Bella the biggest hug.
“You look after yourself and my nephew or niece in there.”
Josh loads the car and we set off in silence. Part of me is mad with him and the other part is crazy hot for him. He’s sat in the driving seat of his Range Rover. His tight dark blue jeans cling to his muscular thighs. He’s got a bright white t-shirt on that accentuates his tanned strong arms. And he’s wearing Ray-bans. Hot…...as…….. hell!
We drive for about 10 mins and pull into an underground car park. 4 floors down we stop at a locked, roller, garage door. Josh gets out and opens it. Inside there is another car under a sheet. He begins to unload our boot. Having not said a word I assume we are changing car, so I get out and help unload. Once the car is unloaded Josh removes the sheet from the car. It’s an old black Porsche. It’s beautiful and shiny, obviously has been well looked after. “Wow.”
“Yeah. She was my dad’s.” He gets in and pulls it out of the garage, he then parks the range in and locks it up. Once we’ve loaded the Porsche, we set off again. “This is a beautiful car Josh. Do you drive it often?”
“No, I don’t. I have never driven it other than to park it in the garage after my dad died.”
“So why today?”
“The car isn’t registered to me, so it will be easier to get out of the area unnoticed. I’ve been waiting for an excuse to drive it.”
“Thank you, Josh. And for what it’s worth, I’m sorry.” He looks at me over his sunglasses, grunts and then looks back at the road. He’s so stubborn, well that’s the last time I am apologising.
We drive for a couple of hours in silence. I try and distract myself from the hunk sitting at the side of me but it’s extremely difficult. He smells incredible and it does all sorts of things to my senses. He is so dam hot. Women walking past or in cars next to us can’t stop staring at him and I’m feeling rather jealous. I just want to grab him and snog his face off to show them that he is mine. But is he mine? Last night in the shower he said that I was his, but is he mine? It’s like he hates me, like I’m the biggest inconvenience to him. It’s getting me all wound up thinking about it. We had the most amazing night and morning together and now this. That bloody gunman, not only has he murdered those boys and tried to kidnap me, but he’s also c**k blocking me and I’m furious!
The car pulls into a petrol station. Josh says we will be traveling through the night and he will get us some food. Next to the petrol station, I notice there’s an off-license. Just what I need.
Chapter 5
Chloe
I wander in and have a look around. A bottle of wine might help take my mind off Mr Grumpy and send me off to sleep. I choose a Pinot Grigio with a screw top. “Do you have any straws?” I ask the guy at the till. “Classy lady, just what I like.” He laughs.
“Yep that’s me.”
“No sorry I don’t think we have.” Oh well, it won’t be the first time I’ve drank from the bottle.
“Have you any I.D miss?” It’s a while since I have been asked for identification. Feeling rather flattered I hand him my driving license.
