against all the frilly, feminine items on display.
“I’m back, Paige,” Raina said as she neared her friend. “Thank you for opening the store and handling things for me until I got here.”
“Oh, hey, no problem,” Paige replied, and after tying the corset’s ribbon into a perfect silk bow, she turned around to face Raina. “I, uh…”
Paige’s words trailed off as if she’d forgotten what she was going to say, her eyes nearly popping out of their sockets when she caught sight of Logan standing beside Raina. Her friend was rarely at a loss for words, but she understood the kind of impact Logan had on a woman’s brain cells. He was gorgeous, with seductive green eyes and a body built for sin.
After a moment of silence, she swallowed hard, gave her head a small shake to regain her train of thought, and glanced back at Raina. “I, um, called Aaron in early so he’d be here when you arrived.”
“Thank you. I appreciate that.” Knowing Paige was dying to discover who the man beside her was, she introduced the two of them. “Logan, this is my best friend, Paige Moore. Paige, this is Logan Cruz, a security agent with Noble and Associates.”
Logan extended a hand toward Paige in a professional greeting, but there was no mistaking the glimmer of amusement dancing in his eyes. “Nice to meet you.”
Paige slid her hand into Logan’s much larger one. “You, too,” she said so breathlessly Raina nearly laughed at her friend’s obvious infatuation with Logan.
Clearly, Logan was used to women falling all over him because he handled Paige with grace, charm, and an irresistible smile.
He tipped his head toward Raina, his expression back to business. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to go and introduce myself to your manager, Aaron, and fill him in on any details he might need to know about why I’m here. I’d also like to ask him some questions about that previous employee you let go.”
“Sure, go right ahead,” she said, waving her hand toward the front of the store, where Aaron had just finished up with the paying customer.
He walked away, and Paige blatantly stared at his perfect ass encased in a pair of expensive-looking jeans. Her mouth hung open, and when she looked back at Raina, her eyes were glazed with lust.
“Oh, my God ,” she said, her whispered voice tinged with female admiration and awe. “I think my panties just hit the floor.”
The comment was so outrageously Paige that Raina could only laugh. “Well, while you’re putting them back on , you can put your tongue back in your mouth and wipe the drool off your chin, too.”
“I’d rather use my tongue to lick him instead,” Paige said, only half joking.
There had never been any kind of jealousy between her and Paige, but Raina had the sudden and odd urge to mark her territory—or at least let her friend know that she and Logan already had a history.
“Dean assigned Logan to be my bodyguard while they figure out who left the cuffs and note on my door,” she said as she rearranged a silk chemise on a hanger. “Logan is also the guy I was with at The Players Club last night.”
“ What ?” Paige shook her head in confusion. “But I thought the guy you were with last night was—”
“He’s not the stalker,” Raina clarified and went on to explain what had happened at Noble and Associates and why she trusted Dean and Mac’s judgment when it came to Logan.
“God, he’s so freakin’ hot ,” Paige said as her gaze went back to Logan again. “Please do not tell me that you’re going to let that fine piece of male specimen go to waste while he’s guarding your body.”
Raina wasn’t making any promises—either way—because while her head was telling her to keep her distance from this man, her body wanted to get as close as possible and do all sorts of down-and-dirty things with him. And yeah, she was leaning toward enjoying her time with Logan, because it was an ideal and temporary arrangement that suited
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