This attraction isn’t entirely one-sided. I’d bet my last pound on it.
Trouble? Archie Mason is about to discover the meaning of the word. I’m going to bulldoze down his walls and peel off those sublime grey sweats, along with the tough guy act he wears around me. And I’m going to enjoy every second of it.
By the time I’ve finished with him, it won’t be a case of not being able to look at me, it will be a case of not being able to look away.
8
ARCHIE
My cock is harder than a steel pole.
This is bad.
So bad.
So why is there a stupid fucking smirk playing on my lips?
She’s ten years younger than me. An absolute knockout, with brains the size of Broadway. And she’s attracted to me? “Archie, the fuck up.” Go figure.
Still, as flattering as it is, it’s really not helpful.
We can never act on it.
The shower starts in the bathroom again. Has she taken the head off the wall? Is she using the water to touch herself? Lathering soap all over her satin-like skin? Over those full, pert breasts? Between her legs? My hand wraps around my rigid cock and I pump three times before my phone rings.
Fuck. It’s Ryan. It’s a quick cure for my raging hard on.
‘Hello?’
‘Archie, how’s it going, buddy?’
‘Good, man. All good.’ More lies.
‘I’m just checking in to see how everything is going over there.’ His gravelly voice resounds across the miles.
‘Everything is fine.’Apart from I was about to wank myself senseless over your little sister-in-law, and believe me, it could have been a lot worse.
It took every modicum of willpower I had not to jump her in the shower.
‘Is Victoria okay? She has a habit of attracting trouble.’ The twins screech in the background, fighting over whose turn it is with the TV.
‘I noticed.’ My mind wanders to the party at Libby’s.
Harrison, and Victoria’s confession about her needs.
Thatinvitation.
‘I’ve ordered a new security system for the house and the locksmith is coming tonight to upgrade the locks on the doors and windows.’
A low whistle of relief sounds directly into my ear. ‘Good. Thanks, Archie. I knew you were the right man for the job.’
Guilt pricks in my chest. ‘Honestly, Ryan, I don’t know if I am.’ My resignation is on the tip of my tongue. But I could never give an adequate reason why. Not without losing my sacred position in the family I’ve come to love.
‘What are you talking about? You’re perfect for her.’ Genuine surprise rings in his tone.
Yeah, my dick thinks so too, that’s the problem. It was a problem before I got here and now it’s a fucking catastrophe.
He continues, not waiting for a response. ‘You’re the only bodyguard she’s not complained about.’
