“What? I can’t hear you. I’m going through a tunnel. I’m glad you’re okay. Talk to you again soon. Enjoy your weekend. Bye love.”
He hung up. Marissa pulled the phone from her ear, ready to explode with frustration. A tunnel, in Orlando, Florida? There was an unexpected knock at the door. What now? She slammed the phone down on her dressing table.
“Miss Lambert, is everything okay?”
A light came on and Marissa turned to face Beau. She was ready to blast him for the scare he’d given her. And now that she knew he was her bodyguard, then fire him on the spot. But all that changed the moment she saw looked into his intense I want to fuck you right now eyes. He was incredibly handsome.
God…he’s my bodyguard? Awareness slammed through every bone in Marissa’s body. She’d shamelessly flirted with him when she realized he was in the audience watching her. Knowing the highly sexual attraction that had been between them, and recognizing the look in his smoky eyes that said he still liked what he saw.
Marissa tried to swallow. Not usually nervous by nature but this Texas cowboy was nothing like any man she’d known. And the way he was looking her over now caused a flood of liquid desire to pool between her legs. He had nerve. He didn’t even try to hide the fact that he still found her attractive. His sexy, crooked smile didn’t undermine the look of determination on his face, though.
And Marissa knew then that Beau Evans was going to mean trouble.
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