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“Russia?” I arched my brow.

She nodded sharply. “When I came to the US a year ago, I figured this was the best line of work.”

“You don’t even have an accent,” I stated in slight wonder.

Her smile grew. “I’ve traveled a lot. I wasn’t exactly a ‘normal’ soldier, but the skills served me well. Still do.”

“Would being my bodyguard feel like a boring downgrade?” I asked. “I feel like it might… I have to tell you, my life is not exciting at all.”

Her eyes lit up with humor. “That’s not what I heard.”

“Okay, recently it has been far more exciting than normal,” I conceded.

“The men you surround yourself with have enough enemies… I have heard all of their family names long before coming here,” she admitted with a small smile as if she were breaking news to me. “You probably are in far more danger than you even realize. With that being said, between having a bodyguard and a security team like the one they seem to be putting together, I don’t think you will need to worry very much.”

Let’s hope.

I was finding that I really liked Devyn, but I also knew it was important to clear the air. “I think this could be a good fit…but I have to know, are you uncomfortable with our situation? I know some people may be.”

“Polyamory?” she asked, a softness in her features. “Nope, doesn’t bother me a bit.”

I was really getting this whole ‘clear and honest’ thing down.

“Okay.” I nodded and then stood up. “I think this could work then.”

I didn’t want to decide anything for sure without talking to my boys, but I felt comfortable around her, and I had a feeling she was a complete badass. After saying goodbye to Devyn, I sat down with the boys and offered my opinion.

“She seems really cool,” I admitted. “I think it wouldn’t be too bad to hang out with her whenever I have to go places…as long as it’s not like twenty-four-seven. I still want to be able to spend time alone with you guys.”

And as much as she seemed to not have an interest in my boys, I didn’t want her around them all the time. I knew it was possessive, but I also knew how amazing they were, and I didn’t want her to realize that and possibly end up liking them… Man, there was something seriously wrong with me.

King made a sound of agreement. “Don’t worry, princess, it would only be when you leave Wildberry alone. The rest of the time she would be with the security team around the property and not specifically with you.”

I nodded and grabbed a glass of orange juice, already feeling more positive about today. Maybe going to classes would be uneventful.

I nearly shook my head at that, knowing it was highly unlikely.


Tags: M. Sinclair The Shadows of Wildberry Lane Erotic