Into the Light (Untwisted series Book 3) Read Online Free PDF Page B

and it was all making me feel rather giddy.
    Feeling my handbag vibrate under my arm I dug in amongst the random debris of lipsticks and chewing gum and retrieved my phone, which was flashing up a new message. Opening it up my heartbeat suddenly shot through the roof as I scanned the words on the screen and almost choked on my mouthful of champagne.
    From: Nathaniel Jackson
    Sent: 21:34pm
    From your repeated glances I take it you want me again just as much as I want you. Meet me in the ladies’ toilets in 4 minutes. Don't make me wait.
    My eyebrows skyrocketed towards my hairline. He wanted me again? Although truth be told I could easily go another round, but I wasn't going to make it that easy for him, not after his earlier behaviour. I was more than a little tipsy now and I decided to take advantage of the additional liquid courage to type out a cheeky reply.
    From: Stella Marsden
    Sent: 21:34pm
    I'm still not speaking to you after your appalling behaviour earlier.
    Let's see what he makes of that! I glanced over at him with as serious an expression on my face as I could muster, which meant that I was half frowning and half grinning, but immediately saw the look of scorn he threw me. As he read my text his eyebrow rose so impressively high it almost touched his hair and I couldn’t help but giggle. Oops, clearly he wasn't impressed. I watched as his thumb rapidly moved across the screen of his phone and then a message arrived in my hand almost immediately.
    From: Nathaniel Jackson
    Sent: 21:35pm
    You are making me mad again, Stella. I apologised and you accepted it.
    Yikes, making him mad again? When did I make him mad first time around? By being here with my brother? How frigging unreasonable was that! But before I could consider this another text pinged onto my screen.
    From: Nathaniel Jackson
    Sent: 21:35pm
    I'll call it apology sex if it makes you feel better?
    Now it was my turn for my eyebrows to rise significantly. Apology sex? I quite liked the idea of that! Plus it almost sounded like he was trying to compromise which was good, also he hadn't referred to it as a ‘fuck’ so maybe he really did mean it would be apologetic. My stupidly muddled champagne brain just couldn't help itself this evening though, and I typed out another quick reply and pressed send before I could rethink it.
    From: Stella Marsden
    Sent: 21:36
    Apology sex does sound quite appealing, but toilet sex? That's a little low-class, Sir, plus it's hardly hygienic is it?
    Knowing how obsessed he was with cleanliness, particularly his hands, an image of him meticulously scrubbing his fingers, then bending me over and taking me sprung to my mind, making me smirk into my glass. Rolling my lips together I tried to suppress my growing grin as I imagined how frustrated he must be getting at my disobedience. Once again a reply pinged to my phone almost immediately and I grinned – playing games with Nathan was actually quite fun.
    From: Nathaniel Jackson
    Sent: 21:36pm
    Luckily this swanky hotel more than makes up for my lack of class and also has immaculate toilets.
    Was I brave enough to do something as daring as have sex in a public toilet? I flushed at the thought and a thumping settled low between my legs as if my body was shouting ‘yes!’ at me. Well I'd already done it in a cupboard tonight, so a toilet was hardly worse than that, was it? I was distracted from my contemplation as my phone buzzed in my hand yet again causing me to look down.
    From: Nathaniel Jackson
    Sent: 21:37pm
    You now have 1 minute and 17 seconds.
    A small squeak slipped from my lips, but luckily fate was on my side because at the exact same moment someone dropped a glass, causing a small commotion in the bar as the panicked barman ran to sort it out. I smirked at his rushed sweeping, suspecting that people don't usually make a mess in somewhere as swanky as Claridge's.
    They probably don’t usually have sex in the toilets either, I thought in embarrassment as I slipped