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I narrow my eyes and bite my lip, trying to suppress the anger. How in the world am I going to survive this? I don’t even know how long I have to put up with him.
“How long will this be going on?” I ask, hoping he knows so I can have a date on the calendar to look forward to.
“Until your father gives me the all clear.”
I whimper and place my face in my hands. I hate thinking that Jimmy holds some kind of power over me with information that I don’t know. It’s like he enjoys seeing me miserable. It’s almost like it fuels him.
I sigh and try to mentally come to terms with my present situation. There’s no way around this. Jimmy will be with me every second of every damn day until he is told not to be. My life now includes Jimmy, whether I like it or not. The only way to get through this is to not play into his games and to act like he isn’t there.
But with a face and body like his… that’s going to be hard to do.
“Why don’t we set up some boundaries?” I suggest, looking up at him.
“What kind of boundaries?”
“I get that you have a job to do, I really do, but youareinvading my life and personal space now, so out of respect for me, there are a few terms we need to go over.”
Jimmy quietly holds my gaze for a few seconds. “Shoot.”
“First off, you have to text me when you are at the apartment before me, okay? I don’t like coming home and being scared like I was today.”
He chuckles and smiles. “What’s next?”
“Youhaveto give me my space. I cannot be smothered by you, understood?”
“Define ‘smothered.’”
“I don’t want you to be closer than fifty feet away from me at all times. I don’t want to feel you breathing down my neck. I need to breathe and be alone every now and then.”
“Fine. I’ll do my best. Just know I have to obey your father’s orders. Whatever he asks of me, I have to do.”
I nod my head. I know he’s right. He does have a job to do, and I know he doesn’t want to be here with me, just like I don’t want to be here with him. But at the end of the day, I am still a person who needs to be free and have their own space. I’m thirty-one. I’m an adult who doesn’t need a bodyguard, whether there’s a hitman after my father or not.
“One last thing,” I say. “Weare on our own. Don’t talk to me unless you absolutely have to, and do not get in my way. Pretend as if you’re living your life without me in it.”
Jimmy nods his head and runs his hands through his dark hair, which matches the scruff on his face. “I thought you’d never ask.”
I roll my eyes at him.
“Are you going to call in that order?” he asks, nodding his head toward the take-out menu on the counter in front of me. “Oh, and why was my sister crying earlier tonight?”
“Nope, we aren’t friends, and my loyalty lies with her,” I say as I roll my eyes at him and disappear into my room. I do end up calling in the order, and I even order his broccoli and beef with a side of steamed carrots.
