“Did you like it?”
“It was fine.”
“You didn’t want to move back after you got out?”
“No.”
“No family to go back to?”
“Nope.”
“Did you used to surf?”
“No.”
He’s so closed off that asking him a question is a bit like pulling teeth. I wonder if the military made him secretive or if he had always been this grumpy. I wonder if he knows that he’s only making me more curious about him the less that he answers.
He cleans his plate and stands as I take the last bite of my garlic bread.
“I’ll do the dishes since you cooked.”
“I can help,” I offer, but he shakes his head.
“I’ve got them.”
“Okay then. I think that I’ll take a shower.”
He just nods and I sigh as I take one last look at him and head back to his bedroom. I don’t know what I was expecting him to do or say, but I should probably push those silly ideas aside.
He’s here to protect me. That’s it, I remind myself.
I try not to be too disappointed as I close his bedroom door and get ready for my shower.
FIVE
Rule
I gritmy teeth as I listen to the pipes turn on.
Don’t think about her naked and wet,I mentally scream at myself, but it’s no use.
I can’t seem to stop the images of her curves wet and soapy from filling my mind. She’d be flushed from head to toe from the warm water as her hands glide over her skin.
I groan, bending over the counter and resting my elbows on the granite as I scrub my hands down my face.
My cock is long and hard, pressing hard against the seam of my zipper. I let the sting of pain help to calm me down. I know what he wants, but we can’t have it.
She’s my client. I need to keep things professional.
I don’t know how to do that though.
I’m so into her. I’m not surprised that she has a stalker. I’m more surprised that she doesn’t have dozens of them.
Maybe I should turn this job down. I know it’s a little too late to do that, but I could try to find someone else to protect her and just work the stalker angle. Maybe Wesley or one of his brothers or even one of the guys from the Diamond Kings MC would help me out. I bet Tank could or maybe even Crow. He is the Diamond King MC’s enforcer after all. I could stash her at the clubhouse or my cabin over there and track down her stalker without her tempting me every second of the day.
Except, when I think about her surrounded by the MC guys, I want to punch every one of them in the face. No one but me should be able to lust after her, and I know that the other guys would.
The Kings and their ranch are a better fit. They grew up with her and probably see her as a little sister, but it’s not safe enough. They have people coming and going all day long. She could get hurt there, and I can’t have that.