Page 14 of Rent A Bodyguard


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My heart sinks. I’m not sure what I expected. I shouldn’t be surprised by that nonchalant answer, but would a little concern for their daughter be too much to ask? How is a hitman I met a few days ago more concerned about me and my well-being than my own parents?

What am I doing here?

I’m so stupid. Bane is everything I ever wanted. He protects me and cares about me. He makes me feel good in any way and does it all without asking for anything in return.

Spinning around, I run outside, hoping the cab driver hasn’t left yet. I need to go back to Bane. I need him, and I think he needs me. I push the front door open, hoping to see the yellow car still parked outside. Instead, I find something even better.

“Bane!”

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before, and I’m sorry I followed you here, but I promise I just wanted to make sure you’re safe—”

I cut his confession short. Running toward him, I jump into his waiting arms. “I’m sorry I left. But I think I had to come here to realize what we have. I do wish you had been honest with me,” I admit in a soft voice. “But you saved my life. And now… this will sound cheesy, but I feel like I have more reason to live my life. I don’t feel so alone. It’s okay for you to tell me I’m off-base here, by the way.”

“I don’t want to because you aren’t. Like you said, it’s crazy since we really just met, but I feel like we’re meant to be together.”

“Yes, we are meant to be, and I know that now. It took me seeing my old home and how empty it is. I don’t mean physically empty. I mean empty of love, empty of the kind of family I always yearned for.”

His arms tighten around me, and I bury my face into his sweater. “So this is where you grew up?”

“Unfortunately, yes.” It’s pretty from the outside but very disappointing on the inside.

“Is your old room still your room?” He glances past me at the house.

“Yes. My parents never changed it. It’s not like they’re using it. They have five empty bedrooms.”

“Maybe we can make one more of your fantasies come true. Remember what you told me about the other day.”

It only takes me a second to remember what he is talking about. “Ohhhh, yes.” I twist in his arms, pointing at my window. “That’s the one.”

“Well, run along, sweet cheeks.” He gives my ass a little slap, and off I go.

I run back into the house and up the stairs. Peeling my jacket off, I throw it on the floor in the hallway. My feet pound against the plush carpet before I burst through the door into my room. I haven’t been here in months, but the cleaning ladies must be here weekly because there isn’t a speck of dust on a single surface.

Slipping my shoes off, I placed them next to my bed before heading over to the window. Bane already stands beneath. His hands are in his pockets and he leans against the large oak tree I used to climb.

I unlatch the window and push it open. “Can I help you?” I yell down.

“I was wondering if I could climb up and stay in your room with you tonight.”

“Umm, I don’t know. My parents are here, and I would get into a lot of trouble if I had a boy in my room.”

“We’ll be quiet. I promise, sweet cheeks.”

I bite my lips. “I guess, as long as you don’t have any funny business in mind.”

“I can’t promise you that.”

I roll my eyes. “Come on up, big guy.”

Opening the window as wide as I can, I watch as Bane starts to climb up the side of the house and into my window. He is so big, dressed in his usual black attire, and covered in tattoos. Seeing him in my pink room is comical.

“What would your parents say if they knew you had a bad boy in your room?” Bane asks once he is inside.

I close the window behind him and start taking off my shirt. “They would probably be upset and yell at me for being a bad girl.”

“You are being a bad girl. But don’t worry, I won’t yell at you for that.” His voice turns seductive as he steps closer.

“What else will you do?” I reach back and unhook my bra, letting the fabric fall off my body and exposing my breasts to him.

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