I decide I'm done wondering. "Please introduce me to Joshua Tyrell."
As she stands there motionless, her face turns pale. Her voice is barely audible above a whisper. "What gives you the right to ask me that?"
The manner in which she is affected when a question is asked about him is not to my liking. "Because he called while you were in the midst of getting ready for the day."
She distracts herself by adjusting her bra so that she doesn't have to look at me. You picked up the phone, did you?
"The ringtone for 's*x on Fire' kind of piqued my interest," she said. The reason I responded to it is that I'm curious about whom the hell Joshua Tyrell is and what he wants with you.
She looks at me with a blank expression. It's possible that she doesn't want to tell me who he is, or perhaps it'
