Two Way Street - Chapter Thirty-Six

“And just get on with it,” Owen agreed. “How many celebrities do you hear about getting kidnapped or murdered? Except for that, ah, what was her name?”

“That was a jewel heist,” Emily remembered. “I don’t have any jewellery worth heisting, so I guess we are good there,” she joked, and then saw the expression on his face. The only piece of jewellery she had owned that worth more than a couple of hundred dollars was the engagement ring. She wondered what he had done with it after she had turned down his off-hand proposal.

“Yeah,” he said soberly. “That is true. You should have jewellery though, Emily. We can afford… Anyway,” he realised they were getting into a conversation that the timing and mood just was not right for.

“So, we are just too public, Em.” He returned to the stalker, and she thought ruefully that it was preferable to discuss a stalker over the unanswered question of their relationship. “We are untouchable because we make ourselves touchable. There are too many people aro