Page 6 of The Hero I Can't Resist
After sitting down across from me, she crosses her hands on the table. “I don’t need you to protect me.”
I sit up a little taller. “I’m not leaving.”
She sighs and shakes her head. “Zach, listen. I agreed because I don’t want Logan to worry aboutme while he’s gone, but I really don’t need a bodyguard. I can take care of myself.”
I bite back the urge to give in. I’m not giving in.
She tilts her head to the side. “Look, I don’t want you to waste your time or your resources taking care of me.”
“Miller already paid.”
Her eyes widen, and she throws a hand up. “I’m sure I’ll be getting visits from all my brothers over the next few days.”
I just sit here, watching her. If she thinks I’m leaving, she’s mistaken. There’s nothing that will force me out of here. Whether she wants to believe it or not, she’s in real danger, and over my dead body will I let someone hurt her.
My silence doesn’t sit well with her. She bangs her hand softly on the table. “Zach, will you please listen to reason? This is a bad idea. You can’t stay here.”
CHAPTER 4
SKYLER
As soon as I say the words, I know exactly how it sounds. My mind travels back to the days when I was crazy in love with this man. My cheeks turn red just thinking about the twelve-year-old girl that told everyone Zach Campbell was going to marry me someday. I cringe just thinking of all the times I wrote outSkyler Campbellin my notebooks.
I lower my eyes to the table. “I want you to go.”
He acts as if I didn’t say a thing. He picks up a cookie and takes a bite. He moans and then shoves the rest of it into his mouth. “Damn, that’s good.”
“Zach, did you hear me? You can’t stay here.”
He shrugs and picks up another cookie. “I’m staying.”
“There has to be someone else.”
He sits back in his chair and crosses his arms over his barrel of a chest. He tilts his head to the side and looks at me. “What’s wrong with me?”
I clench my eyes shut. Can this get any more embarrassing? “There’s nothing wrong with you, but you have to see why this is a bad idea.”
He leans toward me. He’s across the table, but he’s a big man, and I feel his closeness like he’s touching me. “Why is this a bad idea?”
I hold my hands up. “You know what? Forget it. You want to stay here, you’re welcome to, but I figure you’re going to be bored out of your mind by tonight and then you’ll be going home.”
He just smirks at me, and that look makes me crazy.
I stand up. “Okay, well, I need to get ready. I have a taping in thirty minutes.”
He stands up too. “Where is the taping?”
I walk toward the kitchen. “Right here.”
He follows right behind me. “All right, what can I do?”
I go to the sink to wash the few dishes there. “Nothing.”
I’m drying my hands when I turn around, and if I didn’t know better, I would think I just caught Zach Campbell looking at my ass.
He slowly raises his eyes up my body, and that same smirk is still on his face. “Uh,” I stutter, “are you planning to sleep here?”
His eyes darken, and he licks his lips, and that’s when I realize how that sounded. “I mean, are you staying here in the guest room? Don’t feel like you have to. As a matter of fact, maybe this can be a nine-to-five protection or something.”
