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It was true. Theo wanted me to be more than a bodyguard, and I’d told him I couldn’t be. It was a selfish move, knowing that if I became his friend, I’d likely catch deeper feelings for him. Maybe that’s exactly what he needed. “Javi, I’m going to be honest. I…”
“You feel for the dude. Listen, man, I get it. When I fell for Danny, I tried everything to stop it. He was too young for me, too messed up from his fucked-up family. Not this one, the one he was raised with. I…can’t tell you what to do here. I can’t even tell you that it’ll interfere with your being his security because that would make me a hypocrite. All I can do is tell you he might fight it, but…he needs this.
“Danny said something about his stepmom. She was talking trash about her sister one day, and it came up the way she’d treated Theo. She was never around; when she was, she’d sleep all day and party all night. One time, now this is a family rumor, so don’t take it as fact, he was pissed and said his nanny was a better mother. That bitch told him the only reason the nanny was there was because she was paid to be. From then on, Theo didn’t trust anyone.”
The way my heart broke in that moment, well, I’d never forget it. I ended the call with Javi soon after, unable to speak much because my emotions were choking me. It confirmed what Eli had said he got from Theo. Everything was true. I had to convince him it wasn’t, not with me.
When I got into the house, fully intent on charging up to Theo’s room and telling him how I felt, I heard him in the kitchen, jabbering a mile a minute to someone on the phone. Struck with fear that he was talking to someone who could tell others where he was, I rushed there to ask, “Who is that?”
Theo glanced over his shoulder at me and told whoever he was speaking with, “Hold on, please,” then said, “None of your fucking business, but it’s Joel.”
I felt relief flood me, but that didn’t last, as he ended the call with Joel and smarted me right off. “Why don’t you just fuck them?”
Knowing the two he meant, I laughed and answered with a question. “Who’s that?”
“You know. Deke, or Decker and Huck Finn. You were putting on such a show for them.”
Knowing what to do, I smiled inwardly, my plans coming to my mind quickly. See, Theo would never believe I’d had a sudden change of heart, that I’d place my job behind me to care for him as a boyfriend. I had to play his game.
I stood as he leaned back on the sink, his chin raised defiantly as I approached him, moving close, my bare chest close to him. The smell of my sweat was likely strong against his fresh scent. I moved my head right over his as he stared into my eyes, his lips parting a little as a breath came out long and hot.
I set my hands on the rim of the sink on either side of him, getting my mouth close to his ear to whisper, “Must have been a show for you too. Did you enjoy it?”
Hearing Theo’s light panting, I smiled where he couldn’t see, and moved my chest right to him, then surprised him by grabbing a glass from the dish rack and moving away from him altogether.
Theo stood motionless for a few seconds, gaping at me as I entered the fridge for a pitcher of iced tea.
“You’re a fucking monster.”
“So, you’ve said.”
He stormed out of the room, and a few seconds later, I heard the door slamming. I smiled as I poured a drink and patted myself on the back. Well, I should have known that would only make things worse. And it did.
We got a knock at the door, and I looked up to ensure he was still safe in his room. I hadn’t taken out my weapon yet, but I did that day, stashing my 45 in the waist of my jeans in the back while I opened the door to a deliveryman. He stammered a little, then finally got out the question, “Are you Mr. Monster?”
“Mr. Monster?”
“A.B.G. Monster, it says.”
The guy looked at me weirdly, but I took the heavy package and thanked him. Before I slammed the door, I saw the box was from Slutae, the company that sold wickedly hot sex clothes and toys. “Theo!”
“Coast clear?”
“A big monster? What the fuck?”
He sauntered down the stairs with an air offuck you. “You wouldn’t want me to use my name, would you?”
“Ass. Here.”
He took it and smiled. “Good. They’re here.”
I didn’t have to ask what, being the company was all about sex products, and besides that, ten minutes later, he was walking around the house in the outfit he’d chosen for the weekend at Cowpokes, which was still almost a month away.
I tried not to look at him, but it was impossible, as he went right into the kitchen where I was making spaghetti for our dinner. “You are wearing the wrong clothes to help me make food.”
“I don’t cook; we’ve established that.” He leaned against the counter, my eyes took in his sight, and my mouth filled with saliva.
He had on a leather cross harness of bright red, red that looked like blood on his pale skin and deepened the color on his lips. One long strap went across his upper chest, attaching to the shoulder straps, and a collar was around his throat in the same red.
