Page 22 of Secret Baby for My Protector

“No, it’s kind of a blur.” She sighs rubbing her hand over her face. “I should probably call and check in on Chase. "See if his sleepover is going well.”

I nod. “Come on. I’ll show you your room.”

I rise and her eyes immediately travel to the front of my pants. Her mouth falls open and she stares for a long several seconds before her eyes flicker back up to mine.

I smile wryly. “Yeah."

“Sorry," she says immediately.

“Don’t apologize for that.”

"Not for that,” she says. “For ogling you.”

I shake my head and chuckle, turning and heading up. I hear her following me. I take a second to peek into Mikey ‘s room and see he’s still fast asleep, thank God. Then I head to the room next to it. There are about four bedrooms on this floor, but I put her in the one next to mine.

“Here you go,” opening the door. Her eyes widen as she takes in the large room with a tasseled chandelier, and ceiling-to-floor windows, leading to a balcony. “This is...nice."

“Thanks. I keep it clean just in case.” A quick glance around the room proves that it’s clean, but I fail to see the charm I once saw the first time. I guess I've gotten too used to luxury.

“Try and get some sleep," I tell her, and she nods. Not having anything else to say, I hightail it to my room as quickly as possible before I do something I regret.

Like forgetting about honor and throwing her on that bed and eating her out till I can't feel my tongue.That would be a bad idea indeed.

But even as I lie in bed, I can't sleep. It's not the sexual thoughts that torment me. Its everything else that happened in the last hour. Someone broke into Mia’s house and ransacked it. I nearly caught them and that more than anything, makes me scowl.

I should have caught the fucker.

What were they looking for, anyway? Did they know Mia wasn't home? Christ, what if she’d been home when it happened? Would they have attacked her too?

My heart races in the silence and my body breaks into a sweat at the thought. Leftover adrenaline runs through me.No one is touching Mia,I assure myself.They'd have to kill me first before I’d let anything happen to her.

Despite those comforting thoughts, I can’t convince myself to sleep until it's damn near dawn.

Mia on the other hand, seems to be well-rested and almost cheery in the morning. It's like the last twenty-four hours never happened and her house wasn't broken into.

“Heya,” she says, shooting me a smile as I climb down the steps. She’s already up and dressed by the time I head down, which means she was likely up at sunrise. Meanwhile, I don’t think I got even a full two hours of sleep. “I’m going to go pick up Chase from his sleepover.”

I nod, trying to dust the cobwebs from my brain so early in the morning. “Give me a second to get dressed. I’ll drive you.”

“No need,” she says, but I shake my head.

“You’re not going anywhere by yourself. At least not in the meantime.”

“I didn’t know I needed a babysitter.”

“I’m serious Mia.” Her smile falls off her lips at the look on my face. “We don’t know what this bastard wants from you. Maybe he’s a stalker and he's waiting for the perfect time to attack."

“I’m sure it's not that,” she says, a flicker of fear flashing across her face. She waves her hand as though she’s trying to convince herself more than me. “It's probably just a random break-in.”

“Either way,” I say, “we can’t be too careful.”

“You don’t really intend to follow me everywhere, do you?” she raises an eyebrow. “Don’t you have important things to do?”

“Nope.” I grin at her. “The beauty of being a billionaire is that you have a surprising amount of free time on your hands."

“Must be nice,” she says sardonically, but I see the amusement in her gaze.

"It's either me or I hire a bodyguard for you."

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