Page 12 of Bodyguard Book Boyfriend

He kisses my neck softly, and a chill runs through me. This man does things to my body that I didn’t know were possible. Grant has the magic touch when it comes to turning me on.

“How’d you know where I was? Not that I’m mad you showed up. I’m so happy you’re here!”

“You have your location on, and you posted on social media. You gotta stop doing that, darlin’. Especially when I’m not with you.” Grant raises a brow at me, and I feel thoroughly chastised.

“You’re right. I forgot to turn it off.”

I’ve gotten in the habit of only posting on my professional account because I’m obligated. I completely forgot to turn off the location when I posted a behind-the-scenes look at my shopping for the ELFIEs.

“You can’t forget something like that, darlin’. It’s crazies out here. I saw some weirdos hanging around outside when I came in.”

“I promise not to forget again, okay. Stop worrying. You’re here right now. You can protect me from all of the weirdos in the world.”

“Speaking of weirdos,” Grant says as he looks toward the shop doors.

I turn to see who he’s talking about and shake my head when Chrissy comes bounding into the building. I swear, ever since the day she low-key insulted me, I’ve kept my distance. But one day, Grant and I ran into her in the hall, and she treated him like an enemy of the state.

You would’ve thought Grant pissed in her cereal, stole her purse, and cussed out her granny the way she acted. The whole interaction was odd, but Chrissy is a strange chick sometimes. I couldn’t believe she acted so hateful towards Grant, but she used to fall all over herself when Mark came around, even though he didn’t give her a second look. He barely even spoke to her and she still acted like he hung the moon.

I guess a little fame can make anyone a fan. I didn’t think Chrissy was like that, but I also thought Mark was the love of my life.Boy, was I wrong about that.

“Be nice,” I whisper to Grant.

“I’m only nice to you, darlin’.”

Chapter Ten

GRANT

“Hey, Chrissy. What’re you doing here?” Tarae leaves my arms to greet her neighbor.

I would like to know the answer to that question myself. Christina Marcus is on my radar. I always trust my gut, and something about her doesn’t sit right with me.

It’s not just the fact that she was rude as fuck to me for no reason. I don’t give a shit about that. But I noticed things that Tarae hasn’t. Like the fact that Chrissy just so happens to be in the hall when we are, or the way she’s always watching Tarae, or how she just shows up out of nowhere all the time. Even now, she’s watching Tarae like a hawk.

I got my eyes on Chrissy. I haven’t figured out what she’s all about, but I will. I don’t like the idea of my woman being uncomfortable in any way, shape, or form.

“I wanted to do a little shopping today, and I saw you come in here. I was surprised you would be in this neighborhood. I didn’t think you could afford this place with the little job you have.”

“Excuse me? I know you didn’t just say… you know what, let me go finish trying on my clothes.” Tarae walks away without saying anything else, but I know she’s holding back.

“Hey, darlin’.” I follow behind her. I pull Tarae to my chest and kiss her soundly on the lips. “She’ll be gone when you come back.”

Tarae nods, heading into the dressing room. I approach Chrissy like I did the bomb, with a lot of suspicion. There’s a reason she’s always taking jabs at Tarae, but I don’t care what her reason is. Just because they’re neighbors doesn’t mean they have to be friends. Tarae doesn’t deserve assholes in her life after what her ex has put her through.

CeCe comes from the back where Tarae disappeared, and she has a mean scowl on her face. I smirk because I know CeCe is in best friend mode, and now I won’t have to look like the big bad wolf. I were caught yelling at a woman. I know exactly how that would look in the press. And what’s bad is they would probably find a way to blame Tarae.

“What did you say to Tarae? No, scratch that. Why are you even here? Better yet, when are you leaving? That jealous aura is throwing off the vibe in here, so why don’t you go on and get the hell outta here.” CeCe doesn’t even let Chrissy respond as she throws out question after question with her hands on her hips.

“You can’t tell me to leave. This is a public place.” Chrissy smirks.

“Yeah, but I had it closed down today for Tarae. So, you need to go,” CeCe says.

I signal the owner, and she comes from behind the counter and stands near Chrissy, ready to do my bidding.

“Yo— you can’t do that!”

“Yeah, she can. She asked you to leave, so just go,” I firmly respond.