Chapter 10 #2
“Tell me what happened.”
“We came home,” I whisper as I wipe the tears from my face.
He cuts me off. “Is this your husband?” he points to Max in the kitchen.
I frown. “No…definitely not. He is my…bodyguard.”
His eyes raise from his notepad as he frowns.
“Why do you have a bodyguard?”
“Umm…my ex-boyfriend is overprotective and he is wealthy so,” I shrug, embarrassed.
“I see.” His eyes drop and he continues writing. “So, you came home and then?”
“We noticed that the lock was broken so Max checked the apartment and then we called the police.”
He nods. “What was taken?”
I look around the room and shrug. “Not really sure, nothing really.”
His eyes scan the room. “They may have been interrupted before they got a chance to take anything.”
I nod. “Hmm, probably.”
“So, the television, stereo and laptop are all here. What about jewelry? Do you have any?”
“Oh, I didn’t check.” I walk into my bedroom and over to my side tables. I pull out the top drawer. I frown and pull out the bottom two drawers in a rush. I sit down onto the bed as I try to think. My underwear… it’s all gone, what the hell?
I trace through my previous steps; no, everything should be in these three drawers.
I slowly walk around to the other side of the bed and look into the drawers on that side of the bed.
I pull them out in a rush, nope everything is still here.
Photos, junk, moisturizers, make up. Nothing is missing, only my underwear. My eyes widen. Fuck!
My vibrator, how embarrassing. I run back around to the other side of the bed and pull out the drawers again in a panic, no still nothing in there. Who in the hell would want to steal my underwear? Oh boy, this is creepy. The policeman walks into the bedroom.
“Is everything ok?”
“Um.” I hold my hands over my mouth as I try to make sense of this.
“My underwear is missing…my vibrator,” I whisper embarrassed.
He frowns as Max walks into the room. “You alright?” Max asks me.
I nod as I bite my lip in mortification. “Can you please give us some privacy, Max?”
He frowns and stands still. “What’s going on?” he asks.
I shake my head in embarrassment. I don’t want Joshua finding out about this. “Nothing, I just want to talk privately with the policeman.”
He stands still and narrows his eyes. “If something has been taken, I want to know about it.”
The policeman’s eyes flick between the two of us as he tries to work out the dynamics of our relationship.
“Max, I will say this just once, leave the room while I talk to the policeman.”
He glares at me and leaves the room.
The policeman frowns at me. “Are you being kept here against your will?”
I shake my head. “No, I’m being guarded against my will. My boyfriend is a very wealthy man and was attacked so the security has been escalated to a ridiculous level. Max and I have been arguing about him watching over me.”
He nods as he thinks. “So, what exactly has been taken?” He gets his notepad out again.
“My underwear and…” This is appalling, not so confident talking sex toys now, am I?
“Can I have a description?” He keeps his eyes cast down as he tries to not embarrass me any further.
Jeez, I have hit the bottom of the barrel. “Pink,” I whisper, mortified.
He bites his lip to stifle his smile. “Pink,” he repeats. I nod. “Yes, pale pink.”
“Pale pink vibrator, anything else to add?” “Underwear.”
“Anything about the vibrator that is identifiable?” He lifts his eyes to meet mine in question.
Good grief, I’ve had enough. “Regular size, regular shape.
Pink!” I snap.
“I see,” he answers as he smirks.
I smile broadly at him as I raise my eyebrows.
“Do you have any idea how embarrassing this is? This is every woman’s worst nightmare.
” I rub my forehead as I giggle at this ridiculous turn of events.
He smiles. “Looks like you might have to return to your boyfriend, it seems his opposition has disappeared. Maybe he took it to get you back.”
I fake a smile. “You’re hilarious. I didn’t realize police do stand up.”
He laughs. “Trust me, in this job if you don’t laugh, you will cry.”
We walk back into the lounge room where I see Max sitting at the kitchen counter glaring at me. Oh crap, I forgot about him.
The other policeman comes back through the front door. “Two other apartments have also been robbed.”
I nod, relieved, it was just a crazy coincidence.
“I will be in touch if we find anything and a fingerprint team will be around to do the door handle but I’ll bet any money that they wore gloves so we will wait and see.”
I nod and smile as Max shows them out. I walk back into my bedroom and a creepy feeling oozes over me.
Who would want a secondhand vibrator? Surely a criminal wouldn’t go home and use it on his wife…
would he? Who knows, they are the dregs of society so it wouldn’t surprise me.
A cold shiver runs up my spine as the disgusting thought rolls through my head.
Max walks back up to my door. “You okay, Tash?”
I slowly nod. “Yeah, sorry I’ve been a bitch tonight. I can’t handle all of you guys ganging up on me,” I reply softly.
He puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “Tash, we don’t try to gang up on you. We care about Joshua. He’s in love with you. We want him to be happy.”
My eyes tear up. “Can you stay in here in the spare room tonight? I’m a bit freaked out,” I whisper.
He nods. “What did they take from your bedroom that you’re not telling me?”
I shrug. “Nothing. I just wanted some privacy.”
He reluctantly nods and walks over to the door to leave, then he turns. “Tash.”
My eyes meet his. “Yes.”
“For the record, Amelie went to Joshua’s room that night, not the other way around.
He was so upset about it he left without any guards and then nearly got killed by a hit man on the way home.
He didn’t tell you this because he doesn’t want you frightened, not because he’s trying to keep secrets. He’s trying to protect you.”
I drop my head as I listen.
“We were all as shocked as you. Joshua tells us nothing, he only speaks to Cameron and Adrian. You underestimate him. He doesn’t talk about his private life to anyone.”
I nod with my eyes on the ground. “Thanks, Max,” I whisper through my tears as the hard lump of hurt balls in my throat.
I wait for Max to come around to the front of the building to pick me up for lunch.
How is it I have come to depend on Max? We have become friends by default.
I have been forced to hang out with him and it’s strangely…
comforting. He has been the only constant male in my close circle since Dad’s death.
We walk in comfortable silence to his car.
“Joshua is leaving tomorrow night,” he says matter of factly.
I stop and look at him as I get to the door, and my stomach drops.
My eyes flick around to the two cars full of men watching us. I get into the car and slam the door hard.
“How do you know?” I ask.
“Ben called me this morning and asked me to come around for a meeting this afternoon.”
I chuck my bag onto the floor of the car. “And?” I snap as I flick my hair around my shoulders, annoyed.
“And I think, that if you are going to call him, you have twenty-four hours left to do it.”
I roll my eyes as I look out the window.
“Well, I wish he would go today, that’s what I think,” I snap angrily.
“No, you don’t. You think you have everyone fooled but I know what’s really going on here. You are pushing him away to protect yourself.”
I frown in disgust. “You know you are very opinionated for someone who is supposed to be invisible.”
He smiles broadly and I find myself mirroring his stupid grin. “What’s funny?” I snap.
He shakes his head. “Nothing. I didn’t realize you thought you were hanging out with the invisible man.”
“Yeah, well I am. A very annoying, big-mouthed invisible man…who, actually, isn’t that invisible.” I sigh as we pull into the traffic.
We buy our lunch and eat in silence. My mind is racing a million miles per minute. Am I doing the right thing? What if I do really lose him? Oh God, please let me not lose him.
“What does Ben want to see you about?” I ask with a mouth full of food.
He continues chewing and shrugs. “I think I’m getting a finishing date.”
My eyes widen as I chew. “Finishing date.” I repeat as I wipe my mouth with my napkin.
“Pretty much.”
I frown. “What will you do?”
He shrugs. “Go back to America,” he says dryly.
“But I thought your romance was going well. She’s lovely.
Are you just going to leave her?”
“It is going well. Too well, but I’m not allowed to stay here if I’m not employed. You know how strict Australian immigration laws are.”
“Oh,” I whisper. “Do you want to stay?”
He nods. “Yes, I would love to see how this goes. I haven’t liked anyone like this for a very long time.” He frowns. “I even like her kids.”
I chew as I think. It’s not that bad having him around, is it?
Maybe I could stretch this out a bit for him.
“Tell Joshua that I feel unsafe after the robbery and that you need to stay and guard me for a while.”
He wipes his mouth with a napkin as he frowns in question.
I shrug. “Why not? It’s not like he can’t afford to pay you.”
“But I thought you didn’t want to be guarded permanently?” he asks.
“I don’t, but I can put up with it if you get rid of the other dickheads.” I flick my head towards the corner.
His eyes flick over to the table of four guards sitting at the front of the restaurant waiting for us and he smirks.
“If he thinks you don’t feel safe, he won’t leave me alone with you, he will want at least another guard left.”
“Fine, just one,” I sigh.
He smiles. “You know he will probably sack me anyway because he knows we get along well.”
“Tell him I won’t have anybody else and if he doesn’t like it then I will be scared stiff and it’s all his fault.”
He smiles. “You drive a hard bargain, Miss Marx, but you know what? He might just fall for it.”