Page 2 of Legal Angel

Chapter Two~Derek

Being a Special Ops operative, I never dreamed that I would end up on babysitting duty, but that is where I find myself. My unit had been requested to respond to a situation involving a highly publicized case in Atlanta and an attorney that was either brave or stupid enough to take on the mob. It is her that I have been assigned to protect and even though I am not too sure about the mission, I know it needs to be done so I agree to it. I arrive in Atlanta with a few members of my unit and meet with the police chief.

“We appreciate the department of defense helping us out like this. I think it will help things go smoothly if Amber has someone watching over her so she can concentrate on the case and not have to worry about whether she is safe or not,” the chief says as he leads me to the elevators.

“It’s not a problem to help out. The Silver Tongues have been on our radar for a while anyway. It’s my pleasure to help keep the one person safe that can do away with them,” I reply as we step into the elevator.

After a short ride, the elevator doors open and I am caught off guard by what I see. A tall, slender yet curvy woman with a body that reminded me of an hourglass stand in front of the elevator waiting to get on. Our eyes meet and the way she looks at me makes my cock harden instantly. I immediately feel a twinge of guilt and try to push the thoughts that fill my mind away. I hadn’t been with a woman since my wife and kids were killed in an accident. Every time I even think about being with someone else the guilt eats me alive.

I stand beside the police chief as he pulls the young woman to the side and tells her what is going on. He introduces us and she looks at me again with a small smile. The pressure my cock is putting against the zipper of my pants is almost too much to handle, but I know that there isn’t anything I can do about it at the moment. I swallow hard and tell my hardness to go away. I don’t want her first impression of me to be the guy with an erection.

“Pleased to meet you,” she says with a smile as she extends her hand for me to shake.

“The pleasure is all mine, Ma’am,” I reply as I gently but firmly shake her hand.

I fight the urge to pull her to me and claim her right there in the hallway of the justice building as I know that wouldn’t be the proper thing to do of course, but claiming her is something that I want to do despite the flood of guilt that flows through me. After seeing her and feeling how my body reacts to her, I know that completing the mission without anything happening between us is going to be difficult on my part. I’m not sure how Amber feels but if her body language is any indication then I’d say she wanted me too.

“I’m just leaving for the evening, if you are supposed to watch over me are you going to follow me to my place?” She asks me with a guarded look on her face.

“Yeah, I’ll be following you and waiting outside while you gather some of your things then we’ll be going to a safe house in an undisclosed location where I will be keeping watch over you until the trial is supposed to start.” I tell her.

“Wait, what? No one said anything to me about leaving my home and going to a safe house. There is no way I am leaving my house and my job to hide while Dorian and the Silver Tongues get away with murder and who knows what else! I am staying right here,” she snaps at me.

“I understand your frustration, miss I really do, but I’m just trying to do my job here,” I reply as we head back to the elevators.

“I don’t think you can really understand my frustration, sir. You are not an attorney that has worked and clawed your way up the ladder like I have. This is my biggest case ever and I want to put these guys away. I can’t do that hiding in a safe house,” she retorts as we step into the elevator.

This woman is riling me in ways that I haven’t been riled in an exceptionally long time. My wife was the last person to make me feel the things Amber is making me feel at this moment. Being in the enclosed elevator car is not helping as her scent swirls around me and it causes my cock to swell more, pushing harder against the zipper of my jeans. I look over at her and give her a look that tells her I’m not one she needs to push any farther, but I know that her stubbornness isn’t going to let her give up. As she opens her mouth to say something else, I grab her and push her against the wall of the elevator car.

“Listen, I know you love your job and it’s a big deal, but so are the men you are trying to put behind bars. They’ll find you and they’ll slide a knife across your throat like they’re slicing through warm butter and they will drop you in the middle of nowhere without a second thought. If want to live to see them be found guilty and put behind bars, then I suggest you listen to me word for word,” I whispered firmly against her ear as I felt her shiver.

The need to have her is more than I can take so I distance myself from her as she stays against the wall. I don’t want to scare her, but I need her to know the truth so that she will let me do the job I have been sent to do. I’m just not sure I can do the job without falling for her.

Chapter Three~Amber

I can’t believe I’m standing in the middle of my bedroom folding clothes to be put in a bag so I can go to the designated safe house where I’ll be until the trial begins. I don’t understand why they can’t have people watch over me in my own home, but I had told Derek as we left the elevator that I would cooperate with him just to make his life easier.

I’m not sure if being in the safe house alone with him is a good idea or not considering every time he looks at me my bundle of nerves between my legs pulses and sends shivers up my spine.

I finish gathering the things I need for my extended stay in safe house prison and Derek carries my bags to his car. We ride to the safe house in silence and I wonder to myself why I put myself in this position and seriously consider going back to family law.

I tell myself that it will be worth it once the Silver Tongues are behind bars for the rest of their hideous existence. After a few hours on the road and a few pit stops along the way, Derek pulls into the driveway of a beautiful log cabin. I take in a deep breath as I get out of the car and look at the beauty of it all.

The cabin is set on a good-sized piece of land with a lake rippling behind it. Derek grabs our bags from the trunk of the car, and I help him get the door open. We had been on the road for a while and all I want to do is find the bed I am supposed to sleep in. My body is so tired from all the worry and frustration plus the traveling, I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do or where I’m supposed to be. As I look around the living area of the safe house, I notice there are pictures of a younger Derek in them.

“There are pictures of you here, does this safe house belong to you?” I ask him curiously.

“This cabin has been in my family for generations. I’ve used it as a safe house a time or two. I figure that it’ll take the Silver Tongues quite a while to figure out where you are if they even do. No one really thinks to look in such a remote location because most people want to stay close to the modern comforts like internet,” he says with a grin.

“Do you enjoy your job?” I ask.

“I do. Being in the military is something I’ve wanted since I was a young boy and my cousin enlisted. My father enlisted when he was young but didn’t make a lifelong career out of it like my cousin planned to. He was killed on a mission in Iraq. I signed up as soon as I turned eighteen and have been working my way up the ranks ever since,” he says.

A dark look sweeps over his face and for a moment I wonder what he is thinking. He gets quiet for a moment and I can tell he’s thinking about something that makes him sad. I fight the urge to put my hand on his shoulder as I don’t want to seem like a touchy kind of person, but I want more than anything to wrap my arms around him and let him know whatever is bothering him will be okay.

Suddenly as if he heard my thoughts, he snaps out of his trance and turns back into his normal self. He claps his hands together and grabs my bags that he’d sat by his feet. He motions for me to follow him and we go down a long hallway until we stop at the last door on the left-hand side. He puts my bag down and opens the door before taking my things into the room.

“This will be your room while you’re here. My room is across the hall. Both rooms have a bathroom in them, so we don’t have to share. There will be a few more members of my team arriving tomorrow so they’ll take the other rooms up the hall. I hope you’ll be comfortable in here. Let me know if there’s anything you need and I’ll leave you to unpack.” He says as he steps out of the room closing the door behind him.

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