“You can drive yourself,” Agent Tanner replied. “Your team will follow you in an agency vehicle, and Agent Davis will walk with you to class.”
“Great,” I clipped, and my eyes moved to Agent Davis’. “I hope you’re ready to be bored out of your fucking mind for the next year and a half.”
I turned back around and headed to my room without another word from Agents Tanner and Davis. The more I learned what was involved with having a bodyguard, the more I didn’t fucking like it. I slammed the door, not caring if they left or not. They were taking over my space, and they could do whatever they wanted. Instead, I turned on my stereo and the shower and stripped out of my gray sweats.
With “I Ain’t Worried” by OneRepublic blaring through the speakers, I sang at the top of my lungs, trying to shake off my bad mood. At first, I had been looking forward to Agent Davis being on my detail; now I wished I could live on a deserted island for the next four years and two months.
With the music still pumping, I got out of the shower, brushed my teeth, and dressed in a long-sleeved T-shirt, jeans, and a Bruins sweatshirt. I’d had a full-on concert in my bedroom while I was getting ready, which had certainly lightened my mood. But when I walked out to my living room, I stopped dead in my tracks. Agent Davis was standing near the front door. Instantly, my cheeks flushed. Had he heard me singing?
“Ahhh …” I stammered.
Agent Davis swallowed. “Are you ready to leave, sir?”
“Yes, but can you just call me Fallon? This wholesirthing isn’t necessary.”
“Yes, sir.”
I snorted and shook my head slightly.
“Sorry. Force of habit.”
“We’ll work on that since we’ll be spending so much time together.” I grabbed my wallet and keys near the door. “So, are you ready to go21 Jump Streetthis bitch?”
Agent Davis laughed. He actually fucking laughed and then opened the door. “I’m not really a student.”
“No?” I asked, stepping into the hall and seeing Agent Tanner and two other guys in black suits waiting.
“No, sir. Your school has been informed I’m part of your protective detail and will be sitting in on your classes.”
“Mr. Donnelley, these are Agents Day and Leigh,” Agent Tanner advised. “There is another agent on this shift who will be staying behind to monitor the camera systems we have set up. You can meet him when you return home.”
“Great. We’ll be one happy family here soon. We’re going to have a shit load of fun, guys. Maybe later we can braid our hair and order pizza.”
All four agents smiled, and we walked down the hall.
Agent Davis pressed the button for the elevator, and we stepped inside. It felt weird to be surrounded by four men with guns who could probably kill a man with their bare hands. But it also intrigued me, and I decided to make the best of it. Sure, I would love to say goodbye to them at my door and lock myself inside my condo each night, but I understood they were doing a job. They were sworn to protect me in case some asshole had an issue with my father becoming president or some other threat, but I still wanted to have fun with them.
“Since Agent Davis will attend classes with me, does that mean he’ll be my study buddy?” I winked at him.
“That can be arranged if you’d like,” Agent Tanner stated.
I smiled wide at Agent Davis. “I think that would be best since he’ll also be listening to the lectures.”
We reached the bottom floor in the underground parking garage, and I walked to my car. I half expected Agent Davis to slide into the passenger seat of my Mustang. Instead, Davis, Day, and Leigh got into a black Chevy Suburban parked in Mrs. Ruff’s old spot and waited for me to back out of my space. Tanner stayed behind.
They followed me to the Hawkins Law campus, and when we arrived, Agent Davis slid out of the SUV and walked with me toward the school.
“You know, you can ride with me next time,” I said to him.
“I think that would be best.” He smirked after using the words I’d said back at my condo building.
I chuckled. I was learning he loosened up a little when he wasn’t in front of his colleagues, and that was an Agent Davis I could get used to.
We strolled into the lecture hall for my first class, and Declan was there already. He and I usually sat next to each other, and since Agent Davis was to act like a fly on the wall, I let him do his own thing while I went to sit next to my friend.
“Who’s that?” Declan asked.
“Secret Service.”
