The man my father sent to protect me is driving me crazy in all the wrong ways… and all the right ones.
Some psycho my dad testified against just escaped from prison.
I don’t think I need protection.
But, of course, my dad sends a bodyguard to my house anyway.
Enter Clay Dover.
The first time he walks through my door, I can’t decide if I want to kick him out or stare at him all day.
He’s huge, intense, and follows me everywhere.
He’s also hot. Like really hot.
I tell myself I’m annoyed. But the way my body heats...
The man my father sent to protect me is driving me crazy in all the wrong ways… and all the right ones.
Some psycho my dad testified against just escaped from prison.
I don’t think I need protection.
But, of course, my dad sends a bodyguard to my house anyway.
Enter Clay Dover.
The first time he walks through my door, I can’t decide if I want to kick him out or stare at him all day.
He’s huge, intense, and follows me everywhere.
He’s also hot. Like really hot.
I tell myself I’m annoyed. But the way my body heats when he’s near tells a different story.
The tension between us is electric, and I’ve caught him staring at my lips more than once.
Now, I’m not just craving his protection. I’m craving him…
