Total pages in book: 168
Estimated words: 160782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 804(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 804(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
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.”