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“You need to promise me you’ll take more precautions.”
“Hmm?”
He runs a hand over his face. “I need you to unlist your address. It’s for your own safety. You’re an extremely attractive woman, and anyone could form an unhealthy attachment to you. It wouldn’t take much for someone to track you down.”
“You mean like you,” I grouse with a chuckle.
“Exactly,” he says firmly. “I travel a lot for my job, and I would feel better knowing your home address is unlisted, especially when I’m away on a mission.”
I nod, thinking of Lorenzo. “I completely agree. I’ve already dealt with some unwanted attention from a past client, he was sending flowers to my home. I don’t want to deal with anyone else knowing where I live.”
“Which brings me to another thing I wanted to bring to your attention. You do realize your social media accounts are public, correct?”
A teasing smirk spreads across my face. “Maceo Tabares, were you Facebook stalking me?”
Maceo’s lips thin. “It’s not funny, Pixie. This shit is serious. I already told you about the missions I take, finding and rescuing victims of sex trafficking. Everything personal about you is out there for anyone to see. Your address is listed. All someone needs is your business card to get your number. Security is my job, and right now you’re a fucking safety nightmare.”
I understand his concern, and honestly, his protectiveness is pretty adorable. “I will change my account settings to private. My business cards are another thing altogether. Maybe I need to get a work phone and keep my personal cell off the card.”
Maceo finally relaxes. “Okay. Thank you. I’m really not trying to be an overbearing asshole, but I told you I have several people who would love to retaliate. I don’t want you to be someone they come after. The more security you have in place for yourself, the better.”
I cup his chiseled face in my hand, and he leans his smooth cheek into my palm, closing his eyes. “It’s okay,” I say. “Thank you for caring about my safety. You’re too sweet.”
Maceo opens his eyes and stares at me with a look of concern. “Pixie…there’s more. I want to keep you safe in every way. I need to tell you—” he starts.
A ping chimes from a cell.
My first instinct would be to ignore it, but not Maceo. He pulls away from me to retrieve his MC cut off the floor. He stares at his phone screen, and his face morphs from concern to all business. Next, he’s pulling his pants up and tugging his shirt over his head. He sits on the bed and does up his boots.
“What’s wrong?” I ask as I sit up, pulling the comforter around me.
“I need to go, Pixie. There’s an SOS.” And it’s the only explanation I’m given, before he gives me a chaste kiss on my lips. “Put those security checks in place, baby.”
He stands and walks out of the room without a backward glance. I hear the front door close and instantly, I feel sick.
What the fuck just happened?
