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He knew in another moment he’d slip his hand under her top, so he broke off the kiss.
“Don’t stop,” she panted.
“Miss Wyatt.”
“For God’s sake, my tongue’s been in your mouth. Call me Tinsley.”
“Fine. This can’t happen, Tinsley. You know that.”
“Why? Because you work for my father? Because you’re my bodyguard?”
“Something like that. Plus, there’s Palmer.”
She sat back. “Did you like the fashion show?”
“Your dress was obscene.”
“Did I look beautiful?”
“You know you did.”
“Maybe I want to hear you say it.”
“You were beautiful.”
Her face broke out in a radiant smile, and her eyes sparkled with emotion. “Was that so hard to say?” she whispered.
He bumped his forehead to hers, then pressed a kiss to her temple and inhaled deeply. The floral scent of her shampoo filled his nose. For all the expensive perfumes this girl wore, he preferred the clean scent of her freshly washed hair.
“You should go to your room, Miss Wyatt.”
“A minute ago, you called me Tinsley. I like it better.”
“I need to remember I work for you. I’m just… what did you call me? Hired help?”
“Maybe I was angry when I said that.”
“Maybe you were being a spoiled brat.”
She leaned back. “Is that what you think of me?”
“Isn’t that what you are? You blew through fifty grand shopping without batting an eye. You don’t like it when you don’t get your way. Did I miss something?”
She pushed to her feet. “A lot. You missed a whole fucking lot, bodyguard.”
With that, she stalked to her door, and he knew it was for the best.
She paused and looked back. “Thanks for killing my buzz.”
When she slammed the door, he let out a sigh. “That’s me, your buzz-kill bodyguard.” He supposed he’d have a new nickname by morning. He stared off at the stable and then pulled his phone out, typing a quick text to Chris.
Grady:
Run a background check on a guy named Sal Vitelli. He takes care of Tinsley’s horse and sometimes sleeps in a room in the stables. He’d have easy access to everyplace on the estate.
It was a long shot, but he didn’t want to leave any stone unturned.
CHAPTER NINE
