Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 157032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 785(@200wpm)___ 628(@250wpm)___ 523(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 157032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 785(@200wpm)___ 628(@250wpm)___ 523(@300wpm)
“Fuck, yeah,” he whispers up against my ear.
“You need to fuck me, Cameron Stanton. Really hard. Right now.”
He laughs and lifts his body off mine and with straightened arms, he does as he’s told.
It’s Friday night and we’re boarding the Stanton private jet bound for San Francisco for Natasha’s charity ball tomorrow night. I feel like we are in some Mission Impossible spy film. There’s people everywhere and the children are boarding the plane first with Natasha and Joshua. There are the five children, two nannies, three guards who are apparently the children’s guards. Adrian, Cam and me, and a man I haven’t met before called Jarvis. Then there are another six security guards, Max, and the other man I met the other night. The children are all playing quietly on their iPads and I watch on in wonder. They’re so accustomed to flying that they don’t even flinch and are paying absolutely no attention to their exciting surroundings.
“Do the kids always come?” I ask Cameron as I watch them all get onto the plane.
“Yes, always. They would never leave them in another city.”
“Oh.” I frown, distracted.
“Do they always have the nannies?” I ask. They seemed so normal the other night. I would never have imagined all this carry on.
“They are employed, but they only come away on things like this. Tash doesn’t like to have people in the house, but sometimes they’re needed.”
I frown at him. “Would you have a nanny for your children?”
He shrugs. “Depends.”
“On what?”
“On whether their mother worked or not.”
“Hmm,” I mutter distracted.
“I was brought up with nannies,” he replies.
My eyes widen. This is news. “Really?”
He nods and picks up my hand to kiss the back of it. “My father travelled a lot and my mother… well, she was always distracted.”
“Oh.
So… you come from this kind of money, too?” I ask.
He shrugs. “Not this much, no. But yes, I come from money. You knew that.”
I nod as another piece of the Cameron puzzle fits into place.
“You will meet my parent’s tomorrow night, actually.” He smiles.
“Really?” I feel a nervous flutter in my stomach at the thought.
He smiles, puts his arm around me and kisses my forehead. “Yes, really.”
I wrap my jacket around my shoulders as I curl into him. I just want my Owen home. I’m missing him so much with these kids around. These last few days have been horrendous without him. Three days to go.
The guards move to the side and we are ushered onto the plane boarding from the back. We take a seat in the middle. The children, Natasha and Joshua sit at the front, and the children’s chairs are already laid back with blankets over them as they play their games quietly.
This is another world. “Tell me about this charity?” I whisper.
“Natasha and Nicholas run a charity for mental health.”
“Oh.” I think for a moment. “Who is Nicholas?”
“He’s one of our friends.”
“They have raised over thirty-million dollars to date.”
“Wow, that’s amazing.” I smile. “Impressive.”
“Tash works really hard on it. This is her thing.”
“What does she have to do with mental health?” I ask.
“She’s a psychologist.”
My eyes widen. “You didn’t tell me that?”
Cameron shrugs. “You didn’t ask.”
“Where does she work?”
“She has her own private practice near their home.”
“In LA, where we were the other night?”
“No, near Willowvale, their property. They live there most of the time. LA is just, like, their holiday house. They only live there a few days a week and even less now that the children are at school.”
“What?” I whisper. “Are you kidding me?” That mansion is a frigging holiday house.
“Joshua works out of LA one day a week and then the other days from home. Adrian is his CEO.”
What the hell? “So Adrian runs the company?” I frown.
“Pretty much.”
I shake my head in disbelief. Jeez, this is full on. I knew Adrian seemed intelligent, but a CEO of a billion-dollar company… I had no idea. Natasha is a psychologist and Joshua a pioneer app developer. Cameron’s a doctor. I wonder what Jarvis does? The plane takes flight into the sky as my mind tries to catch up on the dynamics of the of the Stanton clan.
Well educated and beautiful.
This money runs deep.
The sun peeks through the blinds we didn’t shut properly last night. We’re in the Four Seasons on the top floor. I would call it the Stanton floor because the whole floor was booked just for us for security reasons.
I can’t believe how the other half live. And what seems unbelievable is that they are really, really nice people. We had dinner last night in Natasha and Joshua’s suite after the kids went to bed with Adrian, Nicholas, and Jarvis. We drank expensive wine and laughed. I haven’t had so much fun in a long time. The conversation is natural, intelligent, and funny, and I feel like I’ve finally found my people… just as I’m on the precipice of fucking it up.