Page 9 of My Broken Bodyguard 3: Catch & Bianca

I gave GT my back as I approached the screen door.

“Are you going to bat for that sorry motherfucker?” he huffed.

Baring my teeth, I glanced at him again. “Yes. Goodbye, GT.”

Storming into the house, I didn’t wait for him to say another word. It seemed I just put a target on my back for Catch.Shit.

CHAPTER FIVE

FIRST DATE

BIANCA

My three younger brothers said they’d report to our older brother Jacquel about Catch. He attended UCLA on a football scholarship. After college, he accepted a job in L.A. Jacquel was technically a year and a half older than me. I was twenty-four. So there wasn’t that much of a difference. Jacquel would overreact like he often did. You’d think he was ten years older. Or even worse, our father.

It sucked being the only girl. However, I was fortunate I had my best friends. They were my sisters.

Catch said he’d be at my house at seven. Somehow, I knew that meant sharp. Waiting outside wasn’t an option anymore. I didn’t want Catch to witness a heated conversation between GT and me about him.

So I planned to make sure I was out of the shower and had my hair styled by six thirty. My nerves had sweat dripping down my cleavage and back like the air-conditioning wasn’t working. Damn, why did I agree to have dinner with him?

Oh yeah, I made him my fake boyfriend to get Lendel off my back. Was it really worth it? Catch would milk our fake relationship for all it was worth.

Luckily for me, Dad was working a double shift at the plant today. He couldn’t interrogate me or Catch. But soon as he talked to Jacquel, he’d insist Catch join us for dinner at least twice over the next two weeks. So he could get a feel for my new fake boyfriend.

With only five minutes to spare, I pulled myself together. The second I saw Catch’s truck roll into the driveway, I tore the front door open.

“Bye mom,” I shouted.

“Have fun, Bianca. Don’t pull out that laptop,” she yelled from her bedroom.

I sucked my teeth as I squeezed my laptop bag that doubled as a purse close to my side.

My brothers, Austyn, Kamden, and Leven ran into the tiny hallway and wrapped their arms around me.

“We love you, Bianca,” they each said.

“I love you guys, too. Bye.”

I darted out the door and almost halted in my tracks when I noticed Catch held the passenger door open. He wore a devilish grin on his face.

Why did the man have to be so fucking gorgeous?

The sun hadn’t gone down yet, so I was sure the nosy neighbors watched as my date acted chivalrously.

I felt his eyes roam the short, tiny pink sundress that flared out, halting mid-thigh.

“You look good enough to eat,” Catch chuckled.

Rolling my eyes, I climbed into his fully loaded black Escalade. Wait, was this the same truck he drove earlier? It looked different.

My body melted into the cool cream leather seat. What did this man do for a living again? Catch climbed into the driver’s seat, then rolled out of the driveway.

Hopefully, he didn’t want to make short talk until we exited my neighborhood.

My eyes remained on the road ahead. I could hear my heart beating in my ears.

Please sweat, don’t drip now.

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