What did he have to do to prove that she could trust him?
He didn’t know what it would take.But he did know it wasn’t enough to just win her trust anymore.He needed more.Way more.
For him to get it, she would have to be the one to turn to him.
Chapter Three
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“Just arrived back atthe house,” Cassie said to Tristan over comms as she reversed into the driveway of the huge two-story home.The obscenely expensive private property stood at the edge of a cliff overlooking the water in a quiet, exclusive neighborhood north of Crimson Point.
“Copy that.Keep me updated.”
His deep, subtle Kentucky drawl absolutely didnotsend a tingle through her.“Will do.You staying on location?”She had just dropped Becca Sandoza off at the site they were scouting, only to have to return to the starting point for this unscheduled stop.It wasn’t normal procedure for a bodyguard to chauffeur a celebrity’s personal assistant around, but she was doing this personal favor because Becca was good friends with Ryder.
“Looks like we’ll be here for a while yet.They’re having a meeting with the location manager.”
“Roger that.I’ll let you know when I’m en route.”She waited until the gate finished closing before turning off the engine.
“Copy.”
She tapped her earpiece to turn it off and got out of the company Range Rover.The sound of waves hitting the base of the rocky cliff filled the air as she walked to the carved wooden front door and rang the bell.So far, this assignment had been easy and relaxed, a nice change of pace from the bodyguard jobs she normally worked for CPS.While she was responsible for Becca Sandoza’s safety when they were together, the low-key vibe felt strange.
Becca’s personal assistant, Penny, opened the door a minute later, looking frazzled.“Sorry you had to come all the way back here for me,” she said with an apologetic smile, hurriedly twisting her long dark hair up in a clip.“I’m juggling so many balls I need three sets of hands, as usual.”
“No problem.Ready to go?”
“Yes.”She hitched her oversize leather bag higher on her shoulder, locked the front door behind her and followed Cassie to the vehicle.“At the risk of coming across as high maintenance, could we stop and grab a latte on the way?”
“Sure, there’s a drive-through a couple miles south.”Cassie opened the rear right door for her.
“Great, thanks.”Penny slipped inside and reached for the door handle without looking up from her phone, already texting someone.
“I got it.”Cassie shut the door and got back behind the wheel, sending off a quick text to Tristan.It was easier for her than having to hear his voice.
Just leaving the house with Penny.Making a quick pit stop on the way, then heading to location.Should be with you in 25 mins or so.
