Page 40 of The Sniper
We can’t do this.I’d have to tell Ryder, tell Josh, and they’ll remove me from her detail.
“I can feel you want me.”
“I think we both know I do.”My voice is rough, and I can’t seem to let her go.
She waits.
I close my eyes, relishing every inch of her soft body, the feeling of her in my arms, against my muscles.
When I open them, I see the rejection in hers.
“You know why I can’t.”
Tiffany nods and gently wiggles, so I let her go.
Then I watch her swim away.
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TIFFANY
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ISHOULDN’T BE disappointedbecause I could see Jayden wanted to kiss me—more than kiss me—but I am.
I could feel it.
You’d think I learned my lesson when I was younger.After all, it would only be sex.Then what?I’d have to find another bodyguard.
I couldn’t have Jayden here day after day if we banged, could I?
I think I need therapy.I’m reading into things way more than I should.Watching him upgrade my security system andtelling mehe’s getting it monitored had my pulse racing.
“Jayden—”
“Don’t argue.If something happens, I won’t come to your fucking funeral.”
“Don’t curse.”
“Don’t die.”He glared at me.
I’d walked out of the room, confused.
No one had spoken to me like that before.It was almost like he cared.
I wasn’t going to die, anyway.The thief wanted the diamonds, and they got them.There had been no other sign, and even the detective working on my case said there had been other diamonds stolen in the city over the past six months.
He’s a sniper.
Why does that make me want to jump his bones?
It explains his calm, controlled manner.The way he’s difficult to ruffle—except when it comes to my security system—or get a smile out of.
I know people expect me to date some musician or actor, but for the past year I’ve been single and over the same kind of guy.Honestly, they’re all narcissists, more interested in their social media and hair than me.
When Jayden wakes in the morning, I bet he rolls over and fucks the woman in his bed before checking his notifications.
I’ve been pressed against his body three times this week and can tell you whoever is lucky enough to feel that big, hard thing inside them would not be lacking in pleasure.
