Page 22 of Entangled With The Hellhound

“Let me get that.” Wire says as he rushes around and pulls the case out.

“Thanks.” I smile shyly because I never would’ve suspected this rough looking man of being chivalrous.

“Not a problem. And this ain’t no punishment, darlin’. I’m honored to guard your body.” Wire winks his eye, and I blush.

I’m not starving for attention or anything, but Wire is fine. No matter how rugged he looks. He has the whole lumberjack thing going for him. And the sound of his deep voice ripples through me like hot chocolate on a cold winter’s day.

But even with all his fineness and flirting, I don’t feel even half of a spark I do when Stone simply looks in my direction. I sigh.Damn, I’m in trouble.

Wire and I walk side by side until we reach the door, and he opens it for me. I smile up at him, and he winks again. I think I’ll get along with Wire just fine. I had my reservations about having him here, but he seems like a laid back kinda guy.

When we’re inside, Wire makes himself comfortable in the back of the small room where I’m doing my client’s make-up. As we talk and giggle about her upcoming nuptials, Wire fiddles with his phone, not paying us any attention.

“So, is he your boyfriend?” Brandy, my client, whispers to me.

I was wondering if she would ask. Brandy acted like it was no big deal when I introduced my friend,Waynefrom Vegas. I’m glad he supplied his name and where he was from because I think she would’ve had more questions if I introduced him as Wire from the Hellhounds.

“No, he’s just a friend. He came in for a surprise visit, and I didn’t want him to sit in my place alone.” The lie slipped out easily, and when I looked in the mirror, I could see Wire smirking behind me.

“Oh. Well, if my friends looked like him, I might not have a fiancé.” Brandy giggled, and I nodded my agreement.

It didn’t take long for me to finish up Brandy’s make-up. I loved doing simple shoots like this one. The money was good, and the clients were usually happy and agreeable because they were in love.

“You got anything else goin’ on today?” Wire asks as he pulls my case behind him to my car.

“Not really. I just need to go shopping for some more product, but I should be okay by myself.” I say, not wanting to take up any more of his time.

I don’t know what all the Hounds do, but I know Stone owns a few businesses. I’m sure he’s not the only entrepreneur; none of the Hellhounds seem like a group of men who would take orders from others outside of their organization.

“Nope. I’ll be with you until you go home for the night. Can’t have you out by yourself. We don’t know who’s watching.”

As soon as the words leave his lips, I’m reminded of the feeling I had earlier. Maybe Raymond or one of his goons is out there watching me.

“Well, I hope you like shopping for make-up, sir. Cause you’re in for a treat.”

“I doubt that darlin’ but lead the way. I’ll be right behind you.”

I chuckle as I get into my car and lead the way to the nearest mall. I like to shop for a lot of my products in store, so I can see how it looks in real life. The colors can be distorted online, and my clientele come in all shades, so I like to know exactly what I’m getting.

As I shop, Wire browses the shelves like he’s going to buy something. I shake my head and laugh to myself. He looks so out of place that it’s funny. The girl at the counter kept making googly eyes at him and asking if he needed anything. He would just smile and say, “no thanks, darlin’.” The girl blushed so hard her entire body turned tomato red.

One thing the Hounds had in common was they all seemed to be charming as hell when they wanted to be. Well, the ones that I’ve met so far.

“Women really wear all this shit?” Wire finally asks after we enter our third store.

“Thank goodness they do, or I’d be out of business.” I chuckled as I picked up a tube of matte black lipstick.

“Hmph.”

After all of my purchases, we grabbed a quick bite to eat in the food court. Wire was somewhat quiet as he observed everyone and everything around us. He was even silent as we left the mall, so I decided to be a little nosey.

“So, what do you do when you’re not a bodyguard?” I asked Wire as we were walking to the mall parking garage.

“I’m a consultant.”

“A consultant for what?” I ask, trying to get him to talk. He obviously doesn’t want to tell me exactly what he does with his vague answer, but if we are going to be hanging out, I might as well know a little something about him.

“Technology. I deal with all things electronic.” He says.