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Especially now that I know what Shay feels like.
She’s submissive in bed in so many ways, letting me do all the things I want to do. She’s eager to please; I can spot a praise kink a mile away and she gets off on it.A lot.
But she also tells me what she wants and when she wants more and harder and faster. It turns me on that she wants me so much and can’t get enough of me. Even this morning, leaving her bed without being inside her just one more time was more difficult than I’d let on.
I’ve never been a big cuddler but waking up with her body intertwined with mine, her head resting on my chest like she’d been doing it for years, felt so fuckingright.
I’d woken up feeling content and it wasn’t just because I’d spent the night having the best sex of my life but because of who I’d had it with.
God, I’m fucked.
I turn my eyes back to the footage noting everything looks normal. I roll my eyes when I see Veronica pulling up in her Mercedes and letting herself into the house around five.
I’d also gotten a stack of fan mail from Cooper the other day that he’d wanted me to go through. Typically, that’s a job for her assistant and her publicist but he said there were a few pieces that worried him and asked if I’d take a look. She got a lot of fan mail from adoring and borderline obsessed fans. The only times we took them seriously were when they seemed to have too much information, speaking on things that weren’t reported to the public. There was someone last year that sent pictures that were far too close and inside her gated neighborhood telling her he loved her. I was a nervous fucking wreck until we figured out who it was and filed a restraining order.
Usually, when we figure out who it is andIpersonally deliver a restraining order to them, they tend to back off and Shay is none the wiser. The last thing I want is for her to worry or be afraid to live her life. This is what I’m here for; to allow her to live her life while I shield her from anything that could interfere with that. It’s a job I take very seriously.
I open the unsealed envelope and when I spot the typed words, I’m immediately on edge. Most fan letters come handwritten.Even the ones that are over the top and require me to get involved.
Shay—
I know your relationship with Paxton is over.
I knew he didn’t deserve you.
I tried to tell you he wasn’t good enough.
That he would hurt you.
You ignored my letters!
No one will ever love you like I do.
Please let me.
I’ve been waiting for you. For us!
I can’t wait until we can be together.
I grit my teeth thinking about how much this person knows. Could it be someone fucking with her? Trying to scare her? Maybe someone from Paxton’s team in hopes it will send her running back to him in fear?
No, it couldn’t be that. His team couldn’t be that desperate.
I clench my hand into a fist already wanting my eyes or my hands on her as I fear the worst. I scratch my jaw as I put it to the side and open another one that I believe to be from the same person. More of the same sentiments. There are four letters in total. All of them typed in the same block font and all referencing the demise of her and Paxton’s relationship.
I look at the envelopes and all of them are addressed to Cooper’s office and my blood runs cold thinking about the next one showing up here somehow.
Me: I’m changing the code to the house. Please do not disclose it to Veronica.
Winter: Okay, I think you’re overreacting though. She’s sorry she scared you! To be fair, she did tell me last week she’d come over early today. I’ve just had other things on my mind :)
Me: That’s fine. And I’m not saying I don’t trust her, I would just feel better if the only people that had it were the people that absolutely need it.
Winter: Understood. We are going to leave in about an hour, okay? I’m going to ride with V.
Me: Okay, I’ll be behind you.
I want to tell her that I’d feel better driving her myself, but I can’t. I have to be able to separate the role of her bodyguard and the man that she’s sleeping with, and if the two begin to blur together I’ll become an unhinged caveman that won’t let anyone within a mile of her.