“Get off her!” I shout, leaping into action. Alice’s eyes snap to mine and go wide in desperation as she sees me racing toward them.
The man whirls, but it’s too late.
I catch him in the chin with my fist, sending him sprawling to the floor. Then I’m on top of him, pummeling him with my fists wherever I can land a blow, overcome with rage and hatred for this son of a bitch who thought he could lay a hand on Alice, my precious princess.
“Security!” I hear Alice shout. Then I feel her hands on my shoulders as she pulls me off the man who now lies on the floor unmoving. She steps in front of me, her gorgeous, tearful eyes locked on to mine. “Are you okay?”
“Forget me, areyouokay!?”
“Thanks to you!” Alice lets a mixture of a laugh and a sob before throwing her arms around me.
“Who the hell is that guy!?” I ask.
“Charlie Tecker,” she replies. “I fired him the day I met you for sexually harassing female employees.”
My knuckles are throbbing as I look down at the bastard. This must be how territorial lions feel when provoked.
I step back from Alice and drink in her gorgeousness. I am just about to lean in and kiss her when security bursts through the door. They see Charlie on the floor, and their eyes widen.
“Christ, what happened?” one man asks.
“Call the police,” Alice responds. “Get them up here now. And getthis,”—she points down at Charlie, who is starting to come around—“the hell out of my office.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
I can feel my blood pumping through every artery in my body as I watch the two security men drag Charlie out the door and close it behind them.
That son of a bitch. How dare he lay a hand on my woman!
Thank God she’s not hurt. At least not visibly.
“You’re okay?” I ask, turning back to her. “He didn’t hurt you?”
“He didn’t,” Alice replies. “You came just in time.”
I’m sweating heavily.
I just about lost it there.
I look Alice up at down and see her smeared lipstick and torn blazer from where that bastard had his filthy hands on her and have to restrain myself from racing out of the office to give him another beatdown.
My obsession with this woman has reached a critical level.
“Give me one second to clean up.” Alice walks to her attached bathroom, deliberately swaying her hips for me, deliciously wrapped in a sexy blue skirt. She closes the door behind her, leaving me standing there panting like a feral animal after a hunt. I’m ready to throw down again if any man comes anywhere near her.
Nothing like that willeverhappen again.
Not while I’m around.
I’ve never felt anything like this before. Something inside me jolts me like an electric pulse.
Christ, is this what it feels like? Am I falling in love with Alice?
I am, aren’t I?
I’ve never been so protective or attached to a woman in my life. She’s only been gone for a moment and yet I’m yearning for her to return. Seeing her in danger like that must have triggered something within me that made me fully realize my feelings for her.
I’m going to have to tell her the truth about me soon…