Page 54 of The Bodyguard

“We have a big day tomorrow,” he says, sliding his hands into his pockets so he doesn’t touch me.

I dip my eyes to stop my smile.

What would it be like to wake up in bed with a man as gorgeous as this?

To have him climb on top of me and make love, knowing I’m loved and protected.

Well, not loved...maybe loved.

Loved would be amazing.

Not Ryder.

Or...anyway, not him.

It can’t be him.

The world I live in now would never accept that.

“Yes, flight leaves at nine.” I nod, meaning the private jet which will take us to New York.

His eyes roam my face, and he takes a step closer as I press my eyes closed. His large, warm palm cups my cheek.

Kiss me.

When I open them, dark hungry eyes gaze down at me. My heart pounds.

Kiss me.

“Go to sleep.” He finally says thickly, and my eyelids flutter as his hand brushes over my dark hair.

Then Ryder walks out of my room.

Fucking hell.

I collapse back on the bed and flop backward as I let out the enormous breath I had no idea I was holding.

How am I going to work alongside this man?

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

RYDER

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I slide my sunglasses over my eyes as I exit the limo and wait for Savannah to climb out. Then follow her to the private jet waiting to take us to New York.

She looks stunning in a navy dress which hugs her every curve, with her long dark hair twisted down her back. Her lips have a peach tint to them which I’m trying to ignore and today her lashes are thick and dark.

Still a seductress.

She’s also nervous. I can tell because she hasn’t once asked me to kiss her today.

One kiss. I’ll never ask again.

Pretty little liar.

I expected her to ask me when I arrived at her house this morning. When she didn’t, I wanted to kick my own ass.

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