HER BODYGUARD

She showed Asher her office. And of course he didn’t leave. Not until he had checked around her office… Just to make sure.

The office he stayed in was next to hers. The glass walls in the office ensured that he could keep an eye on her. She had always loved those glass walls in the office and she never thought that a day would come when she would wish the walls were made of bricks.

That was how she felt today. Though she only saw him watching her once throughout the day, she knew his attention was on her, even if his eyes were glued to his laptop and the files on his desk.

She couldn’t wait to be free of him. Maybe even for a few hours.

Kimberly didn’t go out for lunch, she stayed right inside her office, knowing that if she tried to got out for lunch like she always did he would come with her, and the last thing she wanted was him hovering around her when she went out. But her stomach rumbled as she didn’t have breakfast that morning so she sent her assistant to get her something to eat.

She took out her phone and texted Phoebe.

“Hey girl” she texted and Phoebe texted back almost immediately.

“Hi… How’s it going with the hot sexy mysterious bodyguard?” came Phoebe’s text and Kimberly rolled her eyes. She knew Phoebe was really enjoying her discomfort.

“Not good… Not good at all.”Kimberly replied.” We had this really awkward dinner after you left that night. And an argument… I guess… I don’t really know what that was… But I think it’s okay to say that I can’t stand being around the guy anymore. I need to get away from him”

“Did you try having a conversation with him… I mean a normal one… Did you let him know you wanted to be friends with him” Phoebe asked.

“I tried… I tried to talk to him” Kimberly texted. “But the man isn’t human. And I don’t want to be friends with him. I never said I wanted to be friends. I just thought it would be nice if we got along and not kill each other with stupid silence and awkward conversations but now I can’t even handle that. The man is freaking rude and hard to talk to.”

“LOL… Not very talkative, is he?” Phoebe texted.

“He’s worse than that,” Kimberly replied. “Not only does he not talk to me, but he just sits or stands around. Anywhere I look, he’s there. He has this really intense look and it’s like I can actually feel his eyes on me”

“You are over thinking. I honestly can’t wait to hear how this finally turns out. It’s like a movie. Just play nice.” Phoebe texted.

“I’m done playing nice,” Kimberly said. “I’m tired of this. I want to go out. To a club or something like that… and I don’t want him to come with me. I can’t have fun that way. I need to get away and you are going to help me”

“How?” Phoebe asked.

“Just come over to my place this evening.” Kimberly said.

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Play nice.

Phoebe’s text played in Kimberly’s head like music. How the hell was she going to do that when the man in question was made of impenetrable steel. She didn’t even know why she was considering Phoebe’s stupid idea. The man didn’t deserve being nice to. The ride home was quiet. Just as it was that morning.

Kimberly sat in the back seat of the car and watched him. He had insisted on driving that morning. His dark eyes had depth, his facial features were sharp and his beard was trimmed and neat, matching the black hair that stood an inch or two high. He wore a shirt and jeans and he wore them well.. Still black, but he looked good in it.

She had to admit it. The man was incredibly handsome. She thought. It would do him some good if he lightened up, even a little bit. It was annoying, being stuck with him and still feeling alone. That had to change. If he wasn’t going to talk to her, she wasn’t going to sit and feel like a prisoner in her own house.

She looked at the mirror, he was staring at her. Watching her watch him. She had been so engrossed in her thoughts that she was startled for a second when her eyes met his. The look in his eyes gave her chills down to her toes and she smiled at him, trying not to feel awkward about being caught ogling him. He didn’t need to smile back.

She was done with this.

When Phoebe came over Kimberly told her about her plan as they ate ice cream in her room. She put a pair of her high heeled shoes in Phoebe’s bag.

“Just play along,” she said to Phoebe. “Give me your car keys”

“Are you sure we shouldn’t just tell him where we are going?” Phoebe said as she gave Kimberly the keys. “might be easier that way”

“No,” Kimberly insisted. “He will want to come along with us”

“Is that such a bad thing?” Phoebe asked.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Yes!” Kimberly replied.

“Fine,” Phoebe said. “No need to yell. Do what you want.”

They left Kimberly’s room and entered the living room, Asher was seated on the couch and he looked up from his phone and stared at them.

“I’m just gonna see her off” Kimberly said to him. “I will just be downstairs”

Asher nodded slowly and returned his attention to his phone.

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Phoebe’s big red pickup, shining in the light of the moon, was waiting in the parking lot, just as Phoebe had said.

Breathless and giggling, feeling wild and rather wonderful, Kimberly raced down the steps and around to the driver’s side with Phoebe behind her.

She was up behind the wheel in a split second. Her hands were steady as she pushed the ignition button. She put the truck in gear and off she went, the tires squealing a little, fishtailing, too, making her feel thrillingly disruptive and undisciplined as she took off down the long driveway that led to the highway.

Halfway to the little town of Greenville, driving way too fast, with no one behind her, she threw back her head and laughed out loud.

“Yes! Yes!” she said laughing.