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“Anything for you, Trent,” he replies as he shakes my dad’s hand. “You know that.”
Next to him, the younger guy flicks a quick assessing look over me. Then one side of his mouth tilts up in a small smile as he meets my gaze again. My heart jerks in my chest. Don’t tell me that this is the guy that Dad has hired as my bodyguard?
As if the universe had heard my stunned thoughts, Jonathan draws back and instead motions at the younger guy. “This is my youngest son, Jace.”
Dad reaches forward and shakes his hand as well. “Nice to meet you, Jace.” Then he pulls his hand back and gestures at me. “This is my daughter, Kayla, who you will be guarding.”
Jace shifts his glittering eyes to me and holds out his hand. “Kayla.”
A ripple rolls down my spine at the utter confidence in his voice and at the way he says my name.
I’m still so stunned by the direction this has taken that I only manage to take his hand without actually saying anything. His hand is warm and strong around mine as he gives me a firm handshake.
This is the guy who will be my bodyguard? Up until now, it has only been middle-aged men. But this guy can’t be more than a couple of years older than me. And why the fuck does he have to be this ridiculously hot?
“Dad, this really isn’t necessary,” I blurt out, and turn towards my father once Jace has released my hand.
Annoyance and embarrassment flicker in his blue eyes as he shoots me a sharp look. Then he turns back to Jonathan. “You’ll have to forgive my daughter. I was just telling her about this arrangement when you arrived, so she’s still a little surprised.”
Jonathan waves his hand casually. “No worries.” Then he nods towards the door. “Perhaps we should give them a moment to introduce themselves while we finish up the final details?”
“Yes, that sounds great.” Dad turns to me. “Jace will start tomorrow morning, so one of my guards will take you back to your apartment when you’re done.”
“No, wait,” I protest, my mind still scrambling for a way out of this. “I don’t need a bodyguard to?—”
“Kayla.” He shoots me a stern look. Then a smile slides home on his lips as he motions for Jonathan to follow him out the door. “This way, please.”
“Jace,” Jonathan says, glancing over his shoulder as he walks towards the door. “I’ll meet you back at the car.”
“Yeah,” Jace simply replies, but he does turn slightly to watch our fathers leave.
I glare after my dad in both anger and frustration.
Then my gaze slides back to Jace.
My pulse flutters as I watch the way his muscles shift when he flexes his hand.
Fuck. This is the guy who is going to be living with me in my apartment now? It was bad enough when it was a random middle-aged man watching me every time I stumble home from a party drunk or every time I walk out of my bedroom with messy hair and morning breath. But now it’s a guy my own age. And not just any guy. This guy.
I quickly rake my gaze up and down his body while he’s still watching my father close the door on the other side of the room.
He’s wearing a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt that only serves to accentuate his insanely sculpted body. And the way he’s standing, the entire way that he carries himself, just screams effortless confidence. This is a guy who is both ridiculously hot and powerful, and he knows it.
“I know,” Jace says.
A jolt shoots through me when I realize that he has just caught me staring at his body, and I snap my gaze back up to his face. His eyes glitter and there is a little smirk on his mouth as he looks back at me.
It immediately makes annoyance pulse through me.
If this guy thinks that I’m going to make this job easy for him just because he’s hot, then he has another thing coming. In fact, I’m going to do the opposite. Just because he has the nerve to be both attractive and my age, I’m going to be even more of a demon to him.
He thinks that he can handle me?
He thinks that he can charm me with his glittering eyes and sexy smirk and smooth-talking voice?
Ha. Good fucking luck. I am going to drive him fucking insane.
“What?” I reply to his comment, and raise my eyebrows expectantly.
