"I'll spy on them."I spin and twirl, dancing up the sidewalk.My hair fanning out and falling when I stop or change directions."I'm proud to report nothing new, Sir.Wait.I retract that last transmission.The enemy has crossed the street and is preparing to attack."I twirl back to him, reaching my hand for his, then lift it and duck under it, spinning behind him and pulling him around so he can see as I lean back."See?"I ask.

"You would make a great spy.Very intuitive."

"Yes, I would!"I agree as I pull back up and make him walk backward.

"It's def going down."He tells me."When we turn the corner would be my bet."

"Aren't you worried?"I stare, amazed at his cool, calm demeanor.

"Nope."

"I think you should be.We are way outnumbered."

His eyes pierce mine."Siri, there isn't any 'we' in this fight.I got this.I'm going to put you up against the wall and stand between you and them.Your job is to stay behind me."

I smirk, "That's no fun."

He frowns."I expect you to stay behind me, even if hell breaks loose.Your job is to dance your ass off to stay with me.I need to know where you are at all times because my eyes will be on the battle.Do you understand?"

"Yes, but...."

"NO!No buts.If I call your name, I want you to respond immediately.I need to know you are okay and where you are.Do you understand?"His words are crisp and sharp.The commander has returned.

"Yes, of course, but that's too confrontational.I propose I pushyouup against the wall, dance for you, then 'pretend' to suck your cock."

He laughs."Does sex enter into everything you do?"

"Why ...yes.It does.Sexiswhat I do."

"But not everything is about sex."

"Now, Aurei, trust me on this.I'm the expert here."I roll my eyes and dramatically inform him."Everything is about sex or money."

"Exactly.This particular event is about money.Which I would gladly give them, but being an American takes on a whole other dimension.If I appear weak and give up the money too easy, they may want sex too."His eyes bore into mine."And that, they cannot have.So, Sweet Thang, I'm going to put you up against the wall and protect you.End of discussion!"

"But we, okay you, are outnumbered by big odds.They will think those odds will tilt the battle their way, regardless if it's true or not.They, most likely, won't think twice about just taking what they want, money or sex."He rolls his eyes, and I duck under his arm, then I walk backward to watch them."And that will definitely draw blood!"I spin out and then back into his arms.He wraps me tight and puts his face next to mine."If my way works, no blood and no money!"

He scoops me off my feet and spins us around.I put my arms around his neck."You will have the perfect view of them and can easily move into 'kick their ass' mode if you need to, but maybe, just maybe, they will walk away.Maybe, just maybe, you won't need to fight.Maybe, just maybe, you will be alright."

He sets me down, and with his hand nestled in my back, pulls me roughly to him.Then he runs the back of his fingers down my face and across my jaw.I tip my face into the feeling.He pinches my chin and stares down into my eyes.His green pools are dark.His voice is low and husky.I hear the dangerous sweetness in it too."Siri, I'm protecting you.End of discussion."

"No argument there, Sugar Bare."I start to spin around and around, moving in a slow circle while he turns to walk backward."But my way has the best possible outcome, and the odds are favorable that it will work.If I were in Vegas, I would bet on my odds."

"What makes you so sure?"

"Simple.Most guys don't want to cock block another guy about to get head."

He throws his head back and laughs out loud."Can't argue that logic."

"Can we at least try my idea then?"I pull my shirt up and flash him.

He misses a step, surprised."Damn, woman, don't do that right now."

"What did they do?"

"I don't know.I was too shocked to notice."

"Well...do over then."I flash him again, then whip my hair around once.