Page 57 of The Sniper
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
JAYDEN
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Idon’t know what mademe say that.Talking about my time in the military is not something I do with strangers.There’s something about Tiffany that makes me start blabbering.It’s the second time I’ve done it.
We are polar opposites, and yet her warmth and optimism seem to be opening me up like she’s a damn can opener.
It’s dangerous.
I bet it is.
I need to be careful about what I say.If she questions my ability to do my job, she could ring Josh or Aidan, and that would be my career over with BHS in less than a month.
Then again, I think the two of us are more focused on not fucking.
Sitting in the limo with her in that black dress and all those diamonds had my cock hard most of the ride.Thank God for long tuxedo jackets.
She’s going to draw gazes from every heterosexual man in sight.I should shut her in the limo and send her home.That, and there could be a sociopath out here in the crowd just waiting.Namely MessyBob.
I don’t.I can’t.
My job is to keep her safe.
I button my jacket, glance around and spot the BHS team in position.I give them a nod and smirk when I see Liam.
He grins and I press the comms in my air, clicking it on.
Hey dick,I hear in my ear.
“Is that what my sister calls you?”
Reaching in, I take Tiffany’s hand and help her out.Cameras go off, and her name is called out by a dozen or more people.
It’s chaos.
“I don’t have a sister.”Tiffany frowns.
“I’m talking to my team on the comms,” I wrap an arm around her middle and guide her onto the red carpet, taking a mental note of my weapons: Glock in the holster under my jacket and knife strapped to my ankle.
Todd right behind us.
Tiffany suddenly steps away and hugs someone I recognize.
I groan.
“Jayden, you remember Zane.”Tiffany grins.
“Hello, darling.Don’t you look gorgeous in a tux.Holy hell.”
Lord help me.
He’s dressed in a burgundy suit with a press pass around his neck and two phones in his hand.
“Zane,” I say roughly, and his nostrils flare.
