Disclaimer: I don't own Dirty Sexy Money.
Author's Note: So I quite liked this one - it was kind of light. Do let me know what you think of it. 100 words on the dot, as always.
Dirty Sexy Secrets
Emergency
There's a scream and Juliet's heart is thumping, visions of blood, gore and last night's horror movie. That'd been a bad idea. After a troubled two hours' of sleep, she was ready to scream at Jeremy.
But the piercing scream had gotten her running in just her PJ's, heart thumping, yielding a pillow as a weapon.
She burst into Karen's sunny, yellow room to find her facing the mirror in her wedding dress, a vase broken on the floor.
"Karen?" She's breathless and feeling a little sick.
"It's an emergency," Karen says, tears in her eyes. "I've got a spot."