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agency and I held the door as both girls shuffled in. There was only one clerk and her eyes were glued to the television when we walked in. At first she gave us some trouble about renting a car since Lena was only twenty-two and they had a policy of twenty-five or older to rent, but when she pulled out her black Amex and flashed her grin, the clerk put two and two together and started stuttering when she realized who Lena was.
In under five minutes, the clerk had a fancy SUV idling at the front of the storefront and Lena was all set to go.
"I'll make arrangements to have your luggage forwarded to your L.A. address," I said as I walked her to the front of the store. I waved Alicia off when she started making faces at me and jumping up and down behind Lena's back, she had just realized who my client was. I had to teach that girl to be more aware of her surroundings.
"You don't have to do that, I'll have one of the assistants pack me up. You've done too much already, Romeo." Again that dazzling smile. If we had a few more hours I would have thrown that bodyguard-client issue out the window.
"Alright, but please, I want you to call me when you get to Colorado. Hell, call me when you make your first stop." I pulled one of my business cards out of my wallet and then thought of something. I scribbled the address of the company compound, a place where we trained personnel and ran drills for MJ Security. It was where I was bringing my family and one of the most secure locations I could think of. "This is a secure place. I'm spending the whole weekend there with my family, just to be sure. If you run into any issues, come here. It's out of the way and there is plenty of room. James and Miller have this island off of Lake Catherine, it was slated to be a new subdivision, but the money ran out and they scooped it up. They have a few luxury houses on it, so you'll be comfortable. Please, go there if you can't get to Colorado. And here,” I handed over a lockbox with my extra .22 in it.
“The combination is set to eight five six one, there’s extra ammo in the safe. I read your dossier, so I know you can handle this one. It’s a small one, you’ll have to hit them a few times to take them down, but it’s a good one for you. If everything blows over, just lock it up and get it sent by courier back to the MJ office. I just can’t have you unarmed on the road like this.”
"I will, thank you again. You've done enough, I'll be fine." She got behind the wheel of the SUV and rolled down the window, putting the lockbox on the seat next to her.
"This goes against my principles as an Alpha male to let you leave on your own," I laughed.
"You'll survive," she laughed too and then leaned forward. This time, she didn't kiss me on the cheek. It was still chaste, but it held promise. She pressed her lips to mine. They were soft and tasted of coffee. It was nice to not have the goal of sex or a conquest hovering around a kiss for once. I really didn't want her to leave after that. I wanted her to stay, I wanted to deepen the kiss, I wanted to declare myself her protector and force her to come with me. But, I let her go. She pulled away from me and started the engine.
"Be safe, Tim.” She reached out and gripped my hand which I had resting on the edge of the window and squeezed it gently.
I just stared after her as she put the big SUV in gear and drove away. I wanted to tell her to stop. I wanted to tell her it wasn't safe. That she was safer with me, safer with my protection. But I was just being paranoid. She would be fine. This whole thing would blow over and we'd be laughing about it in a couple of weeks. I shook my head and turned to my sister, who was staring at me with her mouth hanging open.
"Did you just French kiss Selena Devay?" she squealed when I walked over to her.
"If you think that was a French kiss, I don't have to worry about what you did with that boy last night." I grabbed her by the shoulder and squeezed, smiling
In under five minutes, the clerk had a fancy SUV idling at the front of the storefront and Lena was all set to go.
"I'll make arrangements to have your luggage forwarded to your L.A. address," I said as I walked her to the front of the store. I waved Alicia off when she started making faces at me and jumping up and down behind Lena's back, she had just realized who my client was. I had to teach that girl to be more aware of her surroundings.
"You don't have to do that, I'll have one of the assistants pack me up. You've done too much already, Romeo." Again that dazzling smile. If we had a few more hours I would have thrown that bodyguard-client issue out the window.
"Alright, but please, I want you to call me when you get to Colorado. Hell, call me when you make your first stop." I pulled one of my business cards out of my wallet and then thought of something. I scribbled the address of the company compound, a place where we trained personnel and ran drills for MJ Security. It was where I was bringing my family and one of the most secure locations I could think of. "This is a secure place. I'm spending the whole weekend there with my family, just to be sure. If you run into any issues, come here. It's out of the way and there is plenty of room. James and Miller have this island off of Lake Catherine, it was slated to be a new subdivision, but the money ran out and they scooped it up. They have a few luxury houses on it, so you'll be comfortable. Please, go there if you can't get to Colorado. And here,” I handed over a lockbox with my extra .22 in it.
“The combination is set to eight five six one, there’s extra ammo in the safe. I read your dossier, so I know you can handle this one. It’s a small one, you’ll have to hit them a few times to take them down, but it’s a good one for you. If everything blows over, just lock it up and get it sent by courier back to the MJ office. I just can’t have you unarmed on the road like this.”
"I will, thank you again. You've done enough, I'll be fine." She got behind the wheel of the SUV and rolled down the window, putting the lockbox on the seat next to her.
"This goes against my principles as an Alpha male to let you leave on your own," I laughed.
"You'll survive," she laughed too and then leaned forward. This time, she didn't kiss me on the cheek. It was still chaste, but it held promise. She pressed her lips to mine. They were soft and tasted of coffee. It was nice to not have the goal of sex or a conquest hovering around a kiss for once. I really didn't want her to leave after that. I wanted her to stay, I wanted to deepen the kiss, I wanted to declare myself her protector and force her to come with me. But, I let her go. She pulled away from me and started the engine.
"Be safe, Tim.” She reached out and gripped my hand which I had resting on the edge of the window and squeezed it gently.
I just stared after her as she put the big SUV in gear and drove away. I wanted to tell her to stop. I wanted to tell her it wasn't safe. That she was safer with me, safer with my protection. But I was just being paranoid. She would be fine. This whole thing would blow over and we'd be laughing about it in a couple of weeks. I shook my head and turned to my sister, who was staring at me with her mouth hanging open.
"Did you just French kiss Selena Devay?" she squealed when I walked over to her.
"If you think that was a French kiss, I don't have to worry about what you did with that boy last night." I grabbed her by the shoulder and squeezed, smiling
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