The Assassin’s Billionaire Bodyguard – Chapter 9

She went to the fridge acutely aware the man was looking around her kitchen and waiting for her to invite him to sit. She didn’t. Instead, she pulled out two beer, passed him one and set hers on the counter. She then opened a small packet of something odoriferous wafting in his direction and listened to him choke on the smell while Casper ran in excited little circles around her feet.

“Freeze dried anchovies,” she shook the bag at him. “I went to Spain last year and brought them back as a joke for Elian’s new pizza place. Casper chewed through my suitcase to get to them. I now order them in for him. He saw the delivery guy earlier and he’s been waiting patiently for them.” She passed him a piece of the silvery skinned fish and watched as he raced to the crate in the kitchen.

He had his shirt over his nose, “they are rank.”

certain the scent was off her before she twisted the top of her beer and took a long drin

rted fish.”

the factory.”

you always this loyal

s.” She took a deep breath and sipped her beer again, closing her eyes as she tried to figh

nd of loyalty you feel you owe him?”

ver.”

ld you, you stak

“Why?”

t chattel.”

bly conduct an interrogation. She wasn’t an easy subject and she switched gears. “Would you have rather me do something else?”

an adult?”

way from a situation which makes them uncomfortable and disrespected is immature.” She pursed her lips before

“It’s

ed his words with a cynical twist of her lips, “I know if I had stayed my temper would have escalated because you were demonstrating boorish behaviour, which by the way is a pet peeve, and I would have made a scene. Instead, I removed myself from the situation without losing my cool,

of his beer before speaking again. “Did your parents spank you as a child?”

ugh,” she watched his long lean fingers wrapped around the neck of the bottle and found herself wondering

ly eloquent. I just imagine you talking your way out of a punishment as a child with too much ease.” He shook his head. “Your mother is eithe

hen we were little terrors.”

shit.”

s with Evgeni three years ago and I always felt guilty for not being sad when we split. He felt more than I did and so I have been easier on him than I should. You’re correct in saying I have allowed him to get away with t

insed her beer bottle in the sink before setting it in her recycl

we met at the deli when you asked me what my problem. I was ogling you by the way. I admit it freely.”

hes from hers now and she fought against stepping away and showing any kind of reaction to him. She ignored his latter comment. “Way older than anyone I would ever date.”

to.” He said sounding arrogant.

erate measures.” Her grin was positively devilish, “I’m sure women date you all the time out of sheer hopelessness, Torres.” She patted his chest and stepped past him.

rm and spun her back to face him, standing toe-to-toe with her. “It

.

y, “say it Isabella,” the way

“Cam,” she said trying to slow her beating heart. It felt too personal for some re

ith your legs wrapped around my waist,” he said suddenly and grinned at her sharp intake of breath and stunned surprise. He stepped back from her and winked. “I don’t think it’s first date activities though. Maybe second date?”

s.

ed an eyebrow in her direction. “Are you expecting company?”

she led him towards the front door.

e was terse.

know this address. I lived with my parents when he and I dated, and

led his phone out and made a face. “No s

ard. “Hi.”

raspy and raw.

arms and she responded instinctively. She manoeuvred under his arm and pinned the unsuspecting man against her front door before releasing him just as quickly. “Never touch a girl in her own house Gideon, it’s rude.” She stepped past him, ignoring the gaping mouths of the two men standing there.

time. Of course, he now knew she could defend herself so she might not be as lucky with the move should he manhandle her again.

n looked to

nto her sofa.

creating a wall of muscle across her front entrance.

your phone is usable, but it will censor the data downloaded to your device.”

at her.

sofa, and kicked her feet onto the coffee table. “If you don’t like it, there’s the door.”

ntire house, has built in software restricti

e house is hardwired with special equipment to prohibit espionage on both corporate and personal levels. My sister-in-law is one of the richest women in the world. Between tabloids, other tech companies, and the fact we work on special projects for

What could an actuary need such high levels of protection for?”

ned me way too easy.” Gideon glared at her.

shrugged, “you were off balance. I don’t like being touched.”

you hiding?”

dd the app to your phone to censor what data leaves your phone or you can simply leave, and we’re done. Those are your choices.”

. Throw the lamp through the window if you need help.”

llet proof,” she

use, closing the door behind him.

would have considered a nerdy girl when he was younger versus the woman in front of him now, he was baffled. There was more to her than she was telling him. He was going to figure it out.

t.”

“Why?”

nations Torres. I just met you today.” She stood up suddenly, “now, if you don’t mind. I missed dinner because a caveman pissed me off and I felt compelled to leave. I’m going to order pizza, find a game on t

rdering pizza from?”

ough for two?”

usly?”

ome back from the bathroom like a gentleman, but she disappeared.”

e, but you eat pizza,

e.