“Well, on further investigation, we have found that four auction sites have been targeted.”
“Oh, really?” Mark frowns.
“Yes. So it isn’t someone who is exclusive to just this establishment,” says one officer. “However, it
is surrounded by the weirdest set of circumstances. Some of the paintings that have been stolen have no
street value at all, and it seems that any valuable piece of artwork that was stolen has had insurance.”
I frown. “But if there is no street value, why would they be getting stolen?” I ask.
The two detectives shrug. “We have no idea.”
“What can we do to help?” asks Mark.
“Keep your eyes open. The thief knows art and mixes socially within the inner circle.” Mark and I
both nod. Wow, this is like a television cop show.
“If you see anything suspicious at all, please call us immediately.” The officers both stand and we all
shake hands.
“Thank you foring.” Mark smiles and the officers leave.Content held by N?velDrama.Org.
Mark’s attention turns to me. “We are going to catch this asshole, and when we do, it will be me and
you who brings them to justice.”
I smile broadly. “I can’t wait.”
I take a seat back at my desk and look around at my coworkers. Shit, it could be anyone here. I tap my
pen against my desk nervously and check the time on myputer. 12. 40pm. Twenty minutes until I get to
see Brelly. I’m missing her. I have so much to tell her and I am dying to hear what that flog Julian Masters
is up to.
“Oh, she’s over at this desk,” I hear someone call.
I look up to see a deliveryman carrying a huge colorful flower arrangement.
“Emerson Mathews?” he asks.
I bite my bottom lip to stifle my stupid smile. “Yes.”
“I have a delivery for you.”
My excited eyes fly around to Travis and he shakes his head in disgust.
“Sign here.”
I quickly sign and take the huge bouquet from him. “Thank you.” I inhale their beautiful scent. I have
never received flowers before. Liam was too tight to ever have anything delivered.
I open the small white envelope and read the card.
Because of Us.
Forever your love,
star
Xx
I put my hand on my heart. Oh my God.
Because of us.
What does that mean? Oh, I love it, whatever it means.
“What does it say?” Travis sighs.
I get all teary. “It says because of us.”
Travis screws up his face. “What’s that fucking supposed to mean?”
Deidre screws up her face. “Hmm, random.”
“Whatever happened to you’re hot?” Travis shakes his head in disgust. “How are normal fucking guys
supposed to keep up with this shit?”
I smile broadly. “It means I am going out with a deep and absolutely perfect man.” I sigh dreamily.
“Is this the guy from the bar?” Deirdre asks.
“Uh-huh.” I sigh as I swing my chair side to side. That’s it. Life plete. Because of us is the
dreamiest message I ever heard of.
I immediately take out my phone and text star.
Because of Us.
I love you.
xx
The drive from the airport to star’s parents seems to be taking forever. It’s Friday night and we
have just made the flight from London. I’m as nervous as hell. I don’t know why. star is freaking
perfect, so his parents must be nice. We have had the most beautiful week together. We haveughed and
ughed and my trepidation at moving in with him seems a distant memory. I cook breakfast, he drives me
to work, and we kiss on our corner like lovesick teenagers as we try and say goodbye to each other for the
day. After work, he picks me up and we cling to each other once more before we go home. He cooks a
magical dinner, and then we make love all night.
I’m getting used to his mansion of a house, his OCD, perfectionist ways, and his beautiful body
wrapped around mine as we sleep. We have be inseparable.
Life is good. Really fucking good.