My heart rate had tripledthe large room made smaller by Brack's anger. I calmed myself just enough to hide my trepidation with a mask of stubbornness. "You knew this was coming. This guy wants me. You've done what you can by teaching me to defend myself. He'll pick off the people in my life one after the other. Your cousin is in intensive care because of me. His parents came close to losing their son." I placed my hand out when Brack came closer."This isn't a game, Olivia. This guy will kill you or, like I said, do worse. And that's only before he kills you. He's sick. My job is to keep you safe."This was it. I had to get through his block head. I knew what needed to be said, what twisted words had to be spoken, "Well, that lasted as long as it took you to climb into my pants. You already told me you compromised my safety. You think my father will continue paying you if I tell him that?" My heart almost caved at the emotions that crossed Brack's face. Hurt, anger, stubbornness, and
The new team took over. Alex Brovitch introduced himself and asked if we could sit down and talk."What is it you're looking for in a security detail?" he asked after we settled.He was nothing like Brack. Whereas Brack was large with an imposing presence, this guy would fit in just about anywhere. He looked to be in his early forties, but it was hard to tell. His dark brown eyes were direct. He didn't smile or look like he had any sense of humor at all. My gut twisted with regret. "I want you to stay in the background. I need to train and I need my privacy.""Mr. Jacobs provided your file. Is there anything you wish to add?" Still no smile. This guy was all business.I could just imagine what was in the file. I refused to ask. "No, I'm sure Mr. Jacobs' records cover everything. He's quite thorough." In bed with every inch of my body, I thought with a heavy heart. Another twist tightened my belly before I thought of something else. "Do you have any information on the condition of t
Brack's presence shook me up. I had no doubt he did it on purpose. Unfortunately, he also activated my libido. The man was a sex rocket to an orgasm and I wanted a hot ride. Just the brief glance and my panties grew wet.I took a cold shower at the club while my bodyguards waited outside the women's lounge. I had no plans to allow Ty to trap me in the shower at my apartment when he decided to pay me a visit.After I dried off, I swirled my wet hair around my finger and snapped it up in a clip. My muscles ached, but this was the best kind of pain. Okay, maybe not. Brack's pain was more delicious, the jerk. Why had he come here?One of the new bodyguards drove me to an upscale clothing store so I could find an outfit to match the plans I had for tonight. Friendless, I planned to crash my favorite nightclub. I needed something slinky and daring. I took my time perusing the racks until I found the perfect black glitz dress. I'd wear a skin-tone thong to give the added illusion of being
I should feel dirty. I should punish Brack for fucking me in a bathroom when I was tipsy. I should fuck him again in the back of a town car. That last thought won."Naughty girl," he groaned when I straddled his lap."I'll show you naughty," I whispered as I slipped from his lap to the floorboard. It took all of six seconds to slip his cock from his pants. Brack complemented my wild side. He fucked up my plans, too. Right now I refused to think about it. I slid my lips over his dick, the soft silky feel and taste of him filling my mouth.There was no divider between the driver and us and I really didn't care what he thought. I slurped just for the hell of it. Fuck, Brack tasted divine. I circled my tongue around the head of his cock and sucked. I moved my fingers off the base and rested my hands on his thighs using only my mouth and tongue. He allowed me to control what I took. My jaw was sore the last time I did this to him and it would be sore again. I didn't want to ever adjust t
My father waited inside my apartment. He and his security team had made a surprise visit to check on my new team. A man delivering a bouquet of flowers tried to enter the building at the same time as my father. Lilies. He carried a full bouquet of lilies. When my father questioned him, the man ran. A security member followed while the other remained with my father and called the police. Because he was a U.S. Senator, half the police department showed up.They caught the man with the flowers. The lead detective in Bethany's homicide investigation had interviewed him. He wasn't my stalker and ran only because he had an outstanding warrant. He did have a vague description of Bethany's murderer or at least I hoped it was him. The man who paid him wore a dark hoodie that obscured most of his face. He was somewhere between five ten and six foot with a medium build. The flower guy hadn't looked too closely; he was more interested in fifty bucks and another fifty after he delivered the flower
I woke up first. It gave me a chance to admire Brack's amazing upper body. His forearm half covered his face. I adored the muscles in that arm, probably too much. I wanted to lick each defined curve. The tuft of hair beneath his arm was sexy, too. Hell, everything about him was sexy. Unfortunately, the sheet covered my favorite erotic spot on his body. I decided to explore under the covers. Before I began my foray, I glanced at the bedside clock and groaned. I had twenty minutes before the detective arrived.Brack's sleepy voice surprised me. "I'll make coffee. You grab a shower."He was excellent at reading my mind. "You're on. There are frozen croissants in the freezer. I wish I had time to walk down the block and buy the detective donuts.""Haha, you think that offends cops? It doesn't. We love sweet things." He rolled over suddenly, held me in place, and bit my neck where it met my collarbone. It might leave a mark and I wondered what the detective would think.I laughed as I u
Brack drove me to the country club. Because of the media swarming my apartment and our detoured avoidance of said media, I was late for practice.Jerry appeared ready to have an apoplectic fit. Then, when I introduced Brack as my boyfriend, I thought Jerry's eyes would bug out of his head. Being late was bad. A lover anywhere near training sessions was taboo. It broke every rule in Jerry's book."What the hell are you doing, Stradmore?" he hissed as soon as we were far enough away from Brack that he couldn't overhear.I stopped walking and turned to my coach. Brack and I discussed what to say during the drive over. "You know there's an insane man stalking me, right?"Jerry only grunted."I feel safer with Brack by my side. We're in a relationship and he's a big guy."Jerry rolled his eyes. "You know I already chased the media away by saying you weren't scheduled for the court today. When they finally see you with surfer boy it will be headline news. Is that what you want?"It wa
Brack had me call the hospital to check on Mack during our drive back to the apartment. They'd moved him to a private room and his mother answered with her surname.Guilt over the reason she was at the hospital with her son swamped me. "Uhh, umm, this is Olivia Stradmore, a friend of Brack's. He's, ah, driving and he wanted me to check on Mack.""Hi, Mom," Brack belted out from the driver's seat."Mom?" I mouthed. "I call her mom," he mouthed back.I could hear the smile in her voice. "Tell Brack my boy's sleeping now but was awake for short intervals several times today. He asked me to wake him when Brack called. He was very insistent about it. He's sedated, though, so I don't think there's a chance of that for a few hours.""We'll come by tonight," I told her."If he wakes again, I'll tell him. Thank you for calling, dear."She wouldn't say that if she knew her son almost died because of me. I thanked her and ended the call."Visiting the hospital is not part of the plan," Br