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something almost predatory in her expression for the smallest second, but just as his chest tightened with an excited anxiety, she let a smile grow slowly over her pale pink lips. She straightened from her observations and turned to face him fully. Liam couldn’t resist running his eyes down the length of her. Not just because she was so fantastically designed, but also because it was an ingrained habit to observe everything he could about everyone, making life for him and those for whom he was responsible safer.
    Devon Candler had a way of wearing clothes as though she were born in them. Last time it had been loose, transparent white gauze, this time it was elegant, calf-length black silk with no sleeves and a modest dip of her neckline to just about an inch below the start of her stunning cleavage. The silk was so soft it clung to every single curve from neck to calf, and it was spun with a shine so it gleamed and glittered over every deep swell, drawing attention to every movement. She was wearing stilettos and no stockings. The heels tightened her calves, raised the thrust of her backside and forced her shoulders back so her breasts were gorgeously prominent.
    Liam felt as though he had just walked into a wet dream. His blood boiled fast and hot and he began to grow hard just from the sight of her. He gritted his teeth together, furious with his inability to keep his body under his own control when she was around. He never behaved this way around women! Even if he was attracted to them, he didn’t get an instant hard-on just by the look of them. Christ, that hadn’t happened to him since high school and here she’d already done it to him twice. More, if he counted just thinking about her over the past couple of days.
    â€œAre you going out?” he asked roughly, forcing himself back on task as he registered the formality of her attire, as opposed to the way it clung to her semi-erect nipples.
    â€œYes. I have a business dinner date,” she informed him, lowering her eyes. Lowering. And lowering. Then they climbed back up, slowly but surely, after giving him a very thorough once-over that singed just about every hair on his body. Did the woman have any idea how much raw sexuality she exuded? Was she purposely playing some kind of game? Looking for a fantasy with a bodyguard like in some cheap Hollywood film? If so, he’d be setting her straight damn quick. She was hot, but she wasn’t hot enough to burn away his integrity or his moral sense of self.
    â€œYou shouldn’t leave the house until we’ve finished with our initial insertion, worked out a schedule, and begun to comprehend how you maneuver throughout the day. I thought I made that clear when we signed the contract.”
    â€œI’m not about to hold you responsible for my life when you’ve only been here for ten minutes. I’ll be gone for three hours at most. You’ll hardly notice my absence.”
    â€œTrust me, I will,” he assured her darkly, standing straighter to brace himself on both feet in the doorframe, as if he had every intention of blocking her from leaving. “You’ll never leave this house without a full escort. I’ll determine the meaning of the word ‘full,’ by the way. The minute you signed that contract, Devon, you became my responsibility, and I take my responsibilities very seriously.”
    â€œAs any good leader must do. I understand that. However, this is an important meeting and I won’t cancel.”
    â€œThen I have no choice but to change my clothes and accompany you. Flores will attend also. I need the others here for now, but in the future you’ll have anywhere from two to four of us near you at all times when away from the house.” He reached up to touch the nearly invisible patch of pink under his ear. “Flores. I need you dressed and prepped VIP, ASAP, copy?”
    â€œGive me ten, Leader,” she