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She shook her head and shot me a smile loaded with wicked promise.
“I believe I was about to make you pay,” she crooned, running a finger over my hardness.
I pushed her off me, and before she could do more than scream with laughter, I shucked off my jeans and t-shirt, and got back into bed, wearing only my boxers.
“No, no. You were about to try. Do your worst,” I invited, with a wolfish grin.
I couldn’t wait to feel her touch on my bare skin, although I didn’t know how long I’d last considering how long I’d been waiting for this moment. Her fingers crept towards my boxers and again, my blasted phone rang just as she was about to touch me.
Tasha pulled her hand back as if scalded and looked at the phone nervously.
“Maybe you should see who it is.”
I groaned in dismay. I really must have committed some heinous crimes in my past life. Why else would I be punished like this?
“Don’t move,” I warned her as I reached over to the bedside table and grabbed my phone.
Tasha settled into bed next to me and watched anxiously as my face darkened in anger.
“It’s Samar. He wouldn’t call if it wasn’t necessary,” I said as I swiped right to answer.
“Sam, this better be important,” I growled.
“We found him,” he announced in reply. “We found Vishal Agarwal.”
I drew in a sharp breath of relief.
“Excellent! Now we can put this shit behind us,” I exclaimed.
All we had to do was put the fear of God in that idiot, and he would never bother Tasha again.
“Not so fast,” replied Samar.
His tone sent a chill down my spine.
At some level, I knew it couldn’t be so easy, because it never was.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, with a strong feeling of foreboding.
“He’s dead.”
CHAPTER13
TASHA
When DV ended the call and set his phone on the bedside table, his face looked like it was hewn from granite.
“What is it?” I asked.
He ran a hand over his face, looking suddenly weary.
“They found him. The yoga instructor who played that prank on you.”
I swallowed hard at the look on his face. It wasn’t so much what he said, as it was all the things that he left out. Whatever it was, wasn’t very good.
“Did he confess to doing it?”
“In a way,” replied DV with a nod.
