Page 59 of Stanton Unconditional

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?