Chapter 15
“Who helped you get up here…?” Josie trailed off, noticing the state of her small attic room. It looked like an elephant had come trundling through with papers scattered all over the floor and a chair knocked onto its side. No need to finish the question, because she already had her answer.
Beau had gotten his own self up here, that was how determined he’d been to confront her about leaving.
“You can’t be mad,” she said. “You said it was my old job with s*x, and my old job had time off.”
“Take off your clothes,” he growled.
“I’m allowed to take time off.”
“You’re allowed to take Friday nights off. It’s Saturday morning now, so you belong to me. Now take off your clothes.”
She was about to protest, but before she could even get a word out, he said, “Take off your clothes o
