Page 7 of Bodyguard Book Boyfriend

I can hear the doubt in his voice, but Grant doesn’t say anything else. I don’t want to continue talking about stalkers and exes our entire date, so I smile and change the subject. We talkthrough our meal and we even order dessert. I forgot all about Mark and Alexa Ash.

Grant is attentive, attractive, and all the positive A words that I can think of. He’s way more than what I expected, and the chemistry between us is off the charts. I find myself clenching my thighs together at the deep timber of his voice.

“I haven’t been this relaxed in a long time.” Grant grabs my hand from across the table, and his thumb caresses me softly.

I can’t help the smile that breaks out. I love affection, and touch is my love language. This man effortlessly checks all my boxes. He even knows what it’s like to deal with the paparazzi and frenzied fans.

“Me either, honestly. I’m glad we did this.” I smile and place my other hand on top of his.

We sit smiling at each other until the waiter comes to deliver our desserts. I got the chocolate cake, and Grant got the crème brûlée. I can’t help the moan that slips out when the decadent dessert hits my taste buds.

“Well, shit, darlin’. That’s one of the sexiest sounds I’ve ever heard.” Grant licks his lips, and his beautiful dark eyes zero in on my lips.

“Would you like a taste?” I smile before holding up my fork with a piece of the cake perched on the end.

Grant leans forward, and I stick the cake in his mouth. I slide the fork out slowly as his eyes twinkle and his gaze locks on mine.

“Ummm, chocolate cake is my absolute favorite,” Grant says huskily after swallowing.

I slide the fork into the cake and eat a piece while looking deeply into his eyes. I lick my lips after pulling the fork from my mouth. Grant scoots impossibly closer as he watches the trail my tongue takes.

The heated look he’s giving me turns me on. I’m not going to even pretend that this fine ass man sitting here eye fucking me isn’t the most action I’ve seen in God knows how long, but the heat that’s consuming my body can’t be natural.

“I love chocolate too, but I’m beginning to think I should try more vanilla.” I bite my lip as my eyes roam over his fit chest.

Grant Ford is definitely a sight to behold. His massive chest and arms are just the tip of the iceberg. His dark hair and eyes make him mysterious. So much so that I feel like my name should be Nancy Drew.

I’d love to solve that mystery.

I smirk as my eyes continue to take in the deliciousness of Grant. He’s wearing the hell outta that suit, and when he sheds his jacket, the dress shirt stretches beautifully across his well-sculpted chest.

“If you keep looking at me like that, I’m gonna give you as much vanilla as you can swallow, darlin’.” It’s Grant’s turn to give me an up and down once over.

I feel like I want to holler out, “check,” like they do in the movies. It’s definitely getting heated, and I can feel the sexual tension in the air. CeCe’s words come back to me, “you will be protected while you’re out in public, and you can get your back blown out in private.”

I squeeze my thighs together to keep my pussy throb to a minimum, but it doesn’t work. I try to subtly adjust my position without looking like I’m squirming in my chair. My breathing is coming out shallow, and I know it isn’t just the wine that I had at my meal that’s making me woozy.

“How about we go to my place, and you can feed me some vanilla,” I suggest.

“Check, please,” Grant throws his hand up at the waiter, and I laugh.

Chapter Six

GRANT

Ihated that we met at the restaurant because I couldn’t spend the drive to Tarae’s house in her presence. The flirting we did at dinner was just the beginning. I can tell she likes dirty talk, and I plan to talk her through every step of our desires.

We pulled up to a nice apartment building, but I instantly noticed there wasn’t a guard at the guard stand by the door. If Tarae is getting online threats, then there definitely needs to be security on duty. I make a mental note to ask her how many times the door has been left without a guard.

I continue to tail her car into a garage that has a gate, but I frown when we’re both able to go through the gate when she opens it. What’s the point of having a gate if more than one car can get through at a time? I don’t like that either; it’s something else that I make a note of.

Tarae parks her car, and I find a spot close to hers. When I get out, she’s already outside of her car waiting. I frown before I can stop myself because I don’t like that she has to wait for me. Anyone could’ve walked up on her while I was still in my truck. It only takes a second for a woman to be caught unaware. My experience with Honey has proven time and time again thatwhen crazed people want to get to you, they’ll try anything, and it only takes a second.

“Darlin’, if we have to ride in two separate cars, stay in yours until I come to get you. I don’t like you standing out here waiting on me.” I caress her cheek like I’ve been doing it for years instead of this being the first time I’ve actually touched her.

Tarae nuzzles my hand, and her brown eyes twinkle. I can’t help the feeling that comes over me, and I pull her into my chest and wrap her in my arms. I’ve always been affectionate, but I can’t stop myself from touching this woman.

“You smell good,” Tarae says, looking up from my chest.