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“Down the stairs.”

Jameson moved ahead of them and opened the door to the stairwell.

“You can’t carry me all the way down,” she protested without much heat.

“Watch me.”

She buried her face in the spot where his neck and shoulder met and let out a small sigh. “Thank you.”

“Welcome, Little girl.”

Jameson cursed himself for not offering to help her.

She’s not yours.

Bollocks. This was becoming a problem.

Ian set her down once they got to the ground floor, although Jameson could see the reluctance on the other man’s face as he let her go. Jameson held out his arm to her, needing to touch her.

It was a craving that he was finding increasingly hard to ignore.

Turns out that the cafeteria did have pizza. He turned to her as he grabbed her tray from her hand. “Why don’t you go find us a table, Maggie?”

“Okie-dokie.”

“Ian, what do you want?” he asked.

“I’m on bodyguard duty. I’ll have something later. Give you two a chance to chat.”

Once he’d gotten their food, he walked over, sliding into the seat across from her.

“Yummy! Thank you!” She picked up the piece of pizza and took a big bite.

“Careful! You didn’t even test that to make sure it wasn’t hot.”

Shit. He was totally going all Daddy on her.

Her eyes watered as she swallowed hastily then fanned her mouth as if that would help. “Update: it is.”

“Shortcake, you’re going to burn the roof of your mouth,” he scolded as he undid the bottle of water he’d bought for her and held it out to her.

“Might be too late,” she said after she gulped some down.

“You need a minder.”

“I’ve got one. Have you not met Ian? And what is he doing standing over there? The way he keeps glaring, he’s going to put people off their lunch.”

“He’s being your bodyguard.”

“No one is interested in me. So silly. I think it’s a waste of resources to have him or Jack always following me around. Do you know they don’t have a name like the other security teams? I’m thinking of calling them the Dommy Duo.”

Jameson gaped at her, then shook his head with a smile.

He wanted to scold her, tell her that of course she needed watching. She’d just burned her mouth eating pizza for God’s sake. Then there was her run-in with the Purity Party the other day.

Yes, she definitely needed watching.

But Dommy Duo? That was pretty funny.

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