“After I drop you off at your car, I’ll follow you to your condo. Once we get there, I need to—”
“Clear the inside and check the perimeter.” She smiled over at him. “I know.”
Though he didn’t actually smile, there was a small twitch at the corner of his mouth. She swallowed hard, thinking of what it would feel like to kiss him there. To kiss himeverywhere.
Thoughts of earlier ran through her head, and she couldn’t help but be impressed with what she’d felt while he was lying on top of her. There’d been a definite bulge pressing against her thigh. Unless he was hiding a second gun in the crotch of his jeans, the man was seriously blessed.
You’re just a job, remember?Brynnon’s spirit was instantly dulled. Damn that tiny voice, anyway.
For the rest of the ride, she tried to forget all about the way his warm, hard chest felt beneath her palm while standing in the upstairs room. Focusing instead on a mental to-do list, she worked diligently to erase the memory of the other hard body part she’d felt.
It worked, too. Until later.
Lying in bed, she kept fighting against memories of him racing to her rescue. Wrapping himself protectively around her. His body pressing against hers on the cabin floor.
Her body ached for his touch, but she knew that was impossible. For a minute, she thought about quietly getting herself off but then felt weird doing that knowing he was lying downstairs, asleep on her couch. Plus, knowing her luck—and him—the hard-ass would probably decide to do an impromptu intruder drill and burst into her room mid-orgasm.
More than a little frustrated, Brynnon turned onto her side, punched her pillow harder than necessary, and forced her eyes closed. Instead of thinking about how incredible sex with Grant would almost certainly be, she began plotting ways she could talk her dad into forgetting about this whole bodyguard nonsense when she saw him at brunch tomorrow.
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Chapter 5
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“Hey, man. Good to seeya.”
“Hey.” Grant shook Coop’s outstretched hand as he and Brynnon stepped inside her father’s home. Having worked closely with Senator Cantrell a couple of times now, he was familiar with the mansion’s setup.
“And you must be Brynnon.” The former ranger gave her a sideways grin. “Hi. Sean Cooper. You can call me Coop.”
“Hi, Coop.” Brynnon smiled as she returned the handshake. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“Likewise. Your father told me a lot about you.”
Rolling her captivating eyes, Brynnon chuckled. “Great.”
