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Looking at it triggers a memory.Headlights blind me from the rearview. Why aren’t they passing me as I pull to the side of the road?
“You okay, boss?” D asks, snapping me out of the memory.
What was that? “Yeah, I just remembered something from my accident I think,” I explain to D what I just remembered.
“Are you sure, boss? If that’s the case, we need to see if this is all related. First the accident, then we find out the bunker hasbeen emptied, not to mention we were being followed today on our way there. This can’t be a coincidence.” D is probably right.
“Fuck sake! Why is this all happening now? We haven’t been at odds with anyone.” This is all too much. I shake my head. “I owe Josh a new ride now, too. I doubt that one is salvageable.” I wish I could just grab Bella and the kids and disappear.
Shaking his head at me, “Whoever ran you off the road owes Josh a new car. This isn’t on you, boss. Besides Josh is content driving your Mustang in the meantime.” D gives me an amused look.
Of course, he is; he has been itching to drive the ‘Stang since I got it. “You’re right, so let's figure this shit out. Maybe Josh has something by now.” Whoever started this will wish they hadn’t when I get my hands on them. “It’s late enough. Stay here, and we’ll head to Josh’s in the morning after a few hours of sleep.”
D just nods and follows me into the house. He’s spent enough nights here that it’s more his bedroom than a guest room. He also knows better than to argue with me.
“Tell Josh we’ll be at his place for breakfast, so he better be ready,” I tell D before I head to my room. I need to talk to Bella, hear her voice and have it distract me from everything.
I lock the door and head to the en suite. I need a shower, before I seeMa Belle Marguerite.I turn the shower on and text Bella to see if she is awake while I wait for the water to warm up.
Ma Belle, are you awake?
I am. Did you just get home? Is everything okay? You didn’t answer earlier.
Yes, everything is fine. I’m about to take a quick shower, then I’ll be calling you. Be ready to answer. I miss your face already.
I’ll be ready, Rexy ;) Can’t wait.
Chapter 11
Isabella
Seeing Rex’s name pop up on my phone makes me feel butterflies. I haven’t felt those since I was with Rex in high school, and we’d be sneaking around. He’s already under my skin so far and worming his way back into my broken heart.
Rex used to come over at night and help sneak me out for late-night rendezvous at the bluff. He would always text me like he did tonight, saying, “Ma Belle, are you awake?” Seeing that message brought back so many amazing memories.
He would park a few houses away and meet me at the bathroom window on the main floor. He’d help me climb out and put the screen back on the window so my parents wouldn’t suspect anything.
I’m sure that they knew but just never said anything. Mine and Rex’s father were best friends, after all. Rex had overheard our dads discussing merging their business after Rex and I got married. My father said after I left that all those plans changed.
My phone starts ringing, bringing me back to reality. Man, I have been daydreaming a lot lately. Seeing it is Rex, I answer and try to sit seductively in my lacey underwear on my bed before I turn on my camera.
“Bonjour Rexy, je vous manque?” Even though it’s only been a few hours since we last saw each other, I still ask him if he misses me because I miss him, as corny as that sounds.
It looks like he’s sitting in a computer chair shirtless. “Oui, Ma Belle, toujours,” Rex says with that sexy-as-sin smile of his. The way he rolls his r’s when he speaks French has me shivering thinking about his tongue and what it can do. He knows I can’t resist his sweet words and smile. “You know I always miss you, beautiful. That has never changed.”
Blushing, I smile, “I have patiently waited for you to call. I think I deserve a reward for being a good girl.” Another button I love to push. He always used to call me his good girl when he was trying to seduce me.
“I’ll decide if you’ve been a good girl,” Rex growls through the phone. I can see his hunger for me written on his face. “You’re still fully dressed. A good girl would have already been naked and ready for me.”
Holy fuck, why is that so hot? I want to give in and be his good girl, but I love to defy him and be bad. I want him to punish me. This one time, I’ll give in. Who knows, maybe I’ll like being a good girl more. I mean I’ll try anything once.
Rex’s deep voice catches my attention again. “Bella, let’s go. Get naked now, or next time, I’ll bring you to the edge and make you wait for your reward for as long as you’re making me wait now.”
For fuck’s sake. “Oui Monsieur,” I rasp out as I put my phone down to get undressed.
He groans. “I love it when you call me sir like that. I need to see you put your phone back up so I can see you.”
Following his directions, I pick my phone up but hold it so he can’t see anything below my shoulders. “Now what, Monsieur?” I tease with an innocent smile on my face.
