Life In The Fast Lane •JB•

18

Thursday.

Camilla

"Okay, done." I wiped my hands together, placing them on my hips with a smile of satisfaction.

I looked down at the four perfectly modded cars before me, that I did all by myself. I picked at a few specs of dirt with a cloth, making sure it was pristine.

Lewis pat my back with a broad smile on his face, scanning over each vehicle.

"Of course you did it, Cam!" He laughed, his eyes wide as he pops open the hood of the Audi.

Lewis  had   pretty    much     kept      me company    the    past     few    days, encouraging me on to finish. This last car took me somewhat longer because of this fucking cut I have on my arm.

I don't even know how it happened; I was sitting on the ground, reaching up on the tool cart for something I needed, then bam, everything is on ground and my arm is bleeding. Justin was there in a blink of an eye, and attempted to wrap it up. I mean it was okay, at least he tried. It kept bleeding through the bandage, so I had to get a few new ones during the day.

Lewis ran out of the garage only to bring back Justin, who's arms were folded with a small smirk lingering his lips.

"Well done, you ready to find out?" He asked questionably.

"Fuck yeah," I puffed out a heavy breath, keeping my hands firm on my hips.

"You will die when you find out Cam," Lewis joked and I playfully slapped his arm.

"You know too?!" I tilted my head, looking at him through thin eyes. He just laughed me off bouncing with excitement.

We ended up in the meeting room, sitting opposite to Justin, while Lewis sat up on my end of the table. Justin stared in Lewis' direction but I signed to him that he can stay.

"I'm sorry I didn't get to finish the details of this job with you, but I guess our deal has to be complete. We will go by car; You will be with me, the other boys will go in the Range Rover. We will arrive at about 8-o'clock, a bit before the boat leaves shore. That's when you step in." He stopped talking with a smirk stuck on his face.

"What?" I looked to the side where Lewis was holding back a smile.

Justin slid a black box from his end of the table to mine, a red ribbon wrapped around it with my name in the middle.

"Open it." Justin interlocked his fingers together with his focus on the box.

I shrugged my shoulders as if it was nothing. I pulled at the sides of the ribbons untying the bow, lifting the lid off the box and removing a layer of glittery paper.

"Fuck, no way..." I shook my head nervously, letting out a small laugh trying to cover up my nerves. I looked across to Justin who was looking eager as ever for me to reveal to him what was inside.

I lifted the two pieces of black, lacy lingerie using only my finger, looking somewhat disgusted. "What the fuck am I doing again?" I laughed in disbelief as Justin continued.

"This boat will be full of strippers, prostitutes-"

"You want me to fuck people?"