Page 209 of The Naughtier List


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“He did?”

Josh flicks across to another screenshot.

A new proposal price pops up onscreen.

A token one grand, for the two of us, for seven days straight. That’s plenty more than enough for me.

Heath may have escaped my excited EEEEEEEEE last Monday, but Josh doesn’t escape it now. I bounce in my seat, peppering kisses on my boyfriend’s cheek.

We’re going to be spending seven days with Heath Mason, at his villa in France. SEVEN FUCKING DAYS.

I hear a groan from the seat behind.

“What’s with the shouting?! Can you stop it, please? I’m still shitting myself back here!” Carly’s voice has her usual whine to it, but I’m coming to love it these days.

Josh turns in his seat, taking a look at his sister over the headrest.

“Ella is just excited about visiting people, Caroline. What do you expect?”

He doesn’t specify who, of course.

“Yeah, chill out, Carls,” her boyfriend says, in a tone of utter adoration – still fully engrossed in the honeymoon period.

His name is Kieran. Another Camden goth guy who likes to strum a guitar. He doesn’t seem so much of a prick as Connor though, thank fuck. Not yet, anyway.

I unclip my belt and look over the seat along with Josh. His poor parents are still like ghosts. They are freaked out flyers, so Sydney may not have been the best location for a first-time visit, but hey ho.

“You two ok?” I ask, and Josh’s dad gives me a thumbs up. Hopefully a good glass of port will help them out when the flight attendants start their rounds.

Jeez, I’m so excited Josh’s family are coming with us, and so are Mum and Dad. Dad can’t wait to show off his BBQ skills, and waterbombing.

How could things get any better than this?

Sun, sea, surf, barbeques, waterbombing and joint families, out for a good time.

My heart thumps like a trooper, I could let out another EEEEEEEEE in a flash.

Because things HAVE just got better than this. The evidence is right there on screenshot.

We get a week with Heath Mason, too!

And judging by the sparkle in Josh’s eyes as he takes his phone from me, I have a feeling this won’t be the last.

Two ladders for the price of one, on the hottest guys in creation…

I’m one hell of a lucky hardcorer.

THE END.

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