Page 117 of My Broken Bodyguard 3: Catch & Bianca

“Yes, it is. Make yourself comfortable. I won’t be surprised if breakfast arrives soon. Catch doesn’t miss a beat.”

“He doesn’t. The plush seats on the private jet were so comfy. I figured we’d be flying first class on a commercial flight. I wasn’t expecting to fly private.”

Her eyes moved around the suite. “I don’t think I’ve ever stepped foot in a place so nice.”

I felt a little uneasy due to all my new wealth.

“Mom, I’m going to take a shower.”

“I’ll be right here.” She picked up the remote control and turned on one of her favorite TV shows. Leave it to my mother to pick up where she left off on one of her precious shows.

I laughed under my breath as I strolled to the bathroom. Standing in the oversized mirror, I stared at my reflection. This was my last morning as Bianca Landry. A huge smile lifted my lips.

Soon I’d become Mrs. Callum Rizzo. I applied a cooling mask on my face, then brushed my teeth.

With my free hand I reached in my toiletry bag and retrieved the shaving cream and razor. I couldn’t believe I carried around this beautiful, oversized water-resistant bag. My man spoiled me so much.

After relieving myself, I climbed into the state-of-the-art shower. It was fit for a queen. I could get used to living like this. The piping hot water poured over my skin from the six shower heads.

My eyes shot open. “I’d be living in that massive warehouse all by myself,” I muttered aloud.

Unless Simone and Asia moved in with me. It wasn’t like I hadn’t lived alone before, but that warehouse was enormous.

A light tapping came from the bathroom door. Damn, my mother was probably here to tell me the food had arrived. My stomach growled at the thought, but I wasn’t ready to give up the peace of the shower just yet.

“Bianca,” a deep voice whispered.

My eyes widened. “Yes?”

“Bombshell, it’s me.”

“Leave, you can’t see me before the wedding.”

I can’t believe my mother let him in.

The door creaked open slowly. "Bianca, close your eyes," he demanded.

A dark navy blindfold covered his eyes.

"They're closed," I lied, trying not to burst into laughter as Catch stumbled towards me.

His arms reached out blindly as he made his way to the large glass shower door. I bit my lip to keep from laughing and wished I could capture this moment on video.

"Did you forget what I promised to do this morning?" He fumbled until his hand found the door handle.

“No, I didn’t forget. I guess I didn’t think you were serious.”

“I’m always serious,” he said as he pushed his boxers down his sculpted thighs.

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

MY BIG DAY PART 2

BIANCA

My gaze was fixed on his impressive dick as I swallowed hard.

This man was a sight to behold, and I couldn't believe he belonged to me. "You can be quite intense," I managed to say.

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