Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
A tall, lean god of a man dropped from the bar thingee where he’d been pulling up his muscled body and then lowering it back down. And then pulling it back up and lowering it down. It was hypnotizing. She could watch that all damn day. But now the man turned, putting his hands on his hips. Taggart was right. They did ride low on his hips, showing off those gorgeous notches. She hadn’t seen notches like that on a man since…
Well, not since the night with Brody.
The man named Blade frowned his boss’s way. “There’s nothing wrong with my pants, Tag. If you want to wear those grandpa khakis around your man nipples, then good for you, but I’m not eighty-two.”
Steph waited for Tag to explode but he merely grinned, the expression making him look younger and far less scary than normal. “That’s right. I totally hired him because he’s a massive asshole. His name is Riley Blade. Yeah, I know it sounds ridiculous but someone put those two names together.”
“Yes, my mother,” Blade shot back with a roll of his dark eyes. He stepped forward, wiping off his hand with a towel before offering it to her. “You must be Dr. Gibson. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Liam called up earlier and told us all to be prepared to take shifts working with you.”
She shook his hand. “I appreciate it very much.”
“Blade is used to protecting Hollywood stars,” Charlotte pointed out. “He worked with Lyle Tarpin on his last action/adventure flick. It was exciting.”
“Not as exciting as I would have liked,” Blade said with a frown. “And I was a consultant on that, not a bodyguard. I got to tell them all the ways they were fucking up and they still did everything I told them not to do. Now I’m here and I take shit from this guy. But seriously, we all know what you did for Theo. He’s one of the good Taggarts. We’re all happy to help you out.”
“Good Taggarts? What does that mean?” Big Tag asked.
A massive man sat up on the bench press. He had dark, close-cropped hair. “It means he’s the least assholey Taggart, though I have a fondness for Sean. Any man who can make a brisket the way he does can be a complete dick and still a good guy in my book.”
“Well, all I know is I’m thrilled you decided to cut that hair off,” Taggart announced. “He used to have hair down to his shoulders. It took forever to get him to do anything because he had to curl his hair and shit.”
Charlotte slapped a hand on her husband’s chest. “Stop being such a dick.” Her face softened as she looked back at the man. “How are you, Remy?” She leaned over to Steph. “He had surgery to correct a few issues with the metal plate he has covering his brain. It’s an injury he received while serving his country. My husband should be polite about it.”
“I’m good. No complications from the surgery and my hair is growing back in nicely. I’ll be curling it again soon.” He stood and he had to be six and a half feet. Almost as tall as Brody. She barely reached the middle of his chest. He smiled down at her, charm pouring off him. “I’m Remy Guidry. I run this group of crazies. How you doing, chère?”
Oh, that accent. Pure Cajun. It made her think it had been too long since she’d even thought about sex.
“She’s doing great. She’s got a two month old,” Ian pointed out.
“Yes, I heard, and no man,” Remy replied with ease. “My own momma was a single mother. Brave and beautiful women. I will try to make your time with me as comfortable as possible. I know you’ve recently given birth to that beautiful boy of yours. I’ll make sure to take it easy. When it comes to the physical stuff.”
Wow. There it was. She’d kind of thought all those female instincts in her had died somewhere in the middle of her third trimester, but they were flaring back to life now. Was he saying what she thought he was saying?
Not that she would. She wasn’t going to keep her bodyguard so close he would be in bed with her. Though it would make it easier for him to keep track of her…
Nope. Not going there. Never ever again.
Was she going to be a nun for the rest of her life? Did she have to martyr herself because she’d made a mistake? At least this time the mistake had given her the gift of Nathan.
“You do understand that Li considers her something of a kid sister, right?” Ian asked.
Remy actually took a step back and slapped Riley Blade on the shoulder. “I think this is a job for you and Burke.”