Guarding The Billionaire 1

I’m not your typical woman, and I don’t have a typical job. I’m athletic, witty, intelligent, and I carry a gun; I’m abodyguard. I love receiving new assignments...usually. However, when I found out I’d be protecting the billionaire scientist, Charles Gaithers, I actually cringed. With his gorgeous gray eyes and sexy black hair, he may not remember me, but I remember him...and the time he called me “Fatty Costello” in high school. The years have passed, and I’m no longer an overweight teen, yet one thing remains the same...what Charles Gaithers wants, Charles Gaithers gets. The crazy thing is that the thing he seems to want right now—is me! A night or two getting to know each other—in the physical sense—can’t hurt, can it? My plan is simple. 1.) I’m going to protect Charles Gaithers from whoever is trying to kill him 2.) I’m going to protect my heart from breaking into a million pieces when this assignment is complete and our fun is over. I only hope I can follow my plan.