Bodyguard: A Bad Boy Stepbrother Romance (Snake Eyes Book 1)

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I left.”
    “Does your mother know about this?”
    “No and I don’t want her to know, so please keep this to yourself.”
    She nods. “Why would he do that to you?”
    I run a finger along the edge of my beard and I feel the warmth billowing off my face. “You were the next big thing,” I recall. “He knew a scandal would kill your career before it ever began and he was right about that.”
    She shakes her head. “No, he wasn’t.”
    “Beautiful actresses don’t have illicit affairs with their stepbrothers, Dani. No, he was right.”
    “No.” She slides her feet to the floor and stands up off the bed. “He’s been wrong about everything.”
    “Dani…” I grow tense as she wanders the floor to stand in front of me. It’s not safe for her to be so close.
    “Fox, I am so sorry.”
    I furrow my brow. “For what? You’ve done nothing wrong…”
    “I should have said something,” she argues. “I could have done more to make you stay.”
    “You had no way of knowing what was going on, Dani.”
    “That just makes it worse!” she says. “I was so self-absorbed, I couldn’t see passed my own reflection.”
    “I wouldn’t put it that way.”
    “What other way is there to put it? My father, he’s…” She shakes her head. “The worst part about it is that I can’t complain at all. I’m rich, famous, pretty. It’s all because of him — right down to my freakin’ genes.”
    I fight the urge to look at her chest heaving up and down. Her shirt hangs low with buttons undone, revealing the top curve of her breast. She’s so close to me, I could reach out right now and—
    “You would never have gotten this far if I were in your life,” I say with closed eyes, fighting every urge in me. I keep my tone firm. “Think of all the people you’ve inspired; all the lives you’ve changed. The world wouldn’t be the same without Roxie Roberts.”
    She frowns. “I hate that stage name.”
    “I could tell.” A chuckle bounces in my throat. “Does anyone even call you Dani anymore?”
    “No one except you.” Her cheeks flush wild with pink spots. I bet Bennett doesn’t let her drink much.
    “I can call you Roxie, if you want,” I offer.
    “No.” She shakes her head. “I like the way you say my name. Always have.”
    A few short inches of air sit between us. I can smell traces of her scent around me; that blissful apple spice aroma that always drove me crazy. Her wet, cherry lips shimmer in front of me as she presses them together.
    “You should do your hair,” I say quickly, leaning back. “We need to hit the road.”
    Dani takes a quick step back and the pink fades from her cheeks. “Okay…” she mutters. Annoyance crosses her face and she grabs the hair dye, scissors, and comb off the bed with a wave of her hand. I can’t stop myself from looking at the gentle curve of her ass within my boxer shorts as she charges for the bathroom. She performs a short spin to glance back at me before closing the door behind her.
    I fill my lungs with fresh air to rid myself of the apples lingering up my nose. My cock twitches with extreme disappointment but lays to rest against my thigh. Maybe her new hairstyle will work to my advantage. Her long, flowing hair has always been a turn-on for me.
    I fall down on the bed and cover my eyes to block out the light.

Chapter 8
    Dani
     
    I stare at my new hairstyle in the mirror. I’ve never gone black before and I’m honestly not sure if I like it at all. I have naturally pale skin and this color just makes all my flaws stand out like a damn sore thumb. And I fucking hate it when it’s this short. It scrapes the top of my shoulders. Might as well just kill me right now, Mercer.
    I turn away from the mirror and toss the empty dye box in the trash can.
    “Fox?” I step out into the motel room. He’s lying on the bed with his arm draped across his eyes. His chest rises and falls. “Fox?” I walk over to him and shake his shoulder.
    His arm juts out and

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