69. Good as new

OLIVER

“I’m coming with,” Theo protested, asking for the address once I put down the call. I hadn't even said a word yet he read me like a page on the news.

“No,” I wasn't going to risk her life by bringing a fucking cop around. Didn't he have some bloody sense to think that through?

“I know someone just called you concerning-”

“Then you'd know you can't bring a fucking cop unless you want her brains on the menu,” I snapped, feeling a lot older now having spelled that out.

This was who she wanted to replace me with? Besides his good looking face– which I topped and dominated anyways– his biker fit and his American accent, there was nothing special about this man.

As a reply, he crossed over to the other side and got into my car, making himself comfortable. “I'll keep my head down if I have to and pose as one of your bodyguards. I'm not letting you go all by yourself.”

“I don't need a babysitter-”

“It's not for you, dummy,” he took out his weapon and checked his bullets, prepari