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Stepping into my boxers and pants, I work double time to lower my heart rate, wrestling a shirt over my head that Royce gave me for Christmas.

Grabbing my phone from the nightstand, I pull up his number and type out a text.

TOM: Send me something

ROYCE: I talked to you like twenty minutes ago

ROYCE: I’m good but I’m not that good

TOM: Anything

ROYCE: What happened?

As much asI love my nephew, I won’t be telling him I seriously considered hurdling over every fucking line and boundary I have in place when it comes to clients. Because that’s what it all comes down to.

I wanted to break my rules.

For her.

I want to fuck the sadness from Kat’s eyes. I want to see her writhing beneath me, all that silky skin flushed and glistening as I take her over and over until she feels like herself again.

Like she can take on the world instead of hiding from it.

TOM: Nothing—just restless. It’s been a long time since I was on this side of things.

It’s not entirely a lie.

The last time I played bodyguard was several years ago. When I first started working for Cullen and Gene Andrews it was more regular, but I worked my way up to managing the entire department and several teams for events, investigations, and whatever else needed to be done.

ROYCE: How about the doorbell footage I acquired from the neighbor adjacent to Kat’s house? It’s too far to positively ID anyone but we need to nail down the timeframe for the envelope.

TOM: Send it.

ROYCE: I feel like I should be worried

TOM: Why?

ROYCE: You never ask to do my job

TOM: Remember that time Kinsley was almost kidnapped?

ROYCE: I try not to

TOM: But do you remember that helpless feeling when you were driving there and going too fast but not fast enough to get to her?

ROYCE: Yes

TOM: That’s how I feel. I need answers. I need to be in the mix and I can’t do that from here.

ROYCE: She needs you there—no one is better than you for this

TOM: Thanks kid. Just send me the footage and we’ll touch base in the morning

ROYCE: You got it

ROYCE: Work me needs you to stop doubting yourself and focus on what you need to do. Get your head in the game

ROYCE: But nephew me needs you to know I believe in you. You’re my hero and the smartest man I know and I love you