Watching over some crazy rich chick seems like a good stop gap from the army. She has no desire to do anything other than get wasted enough to forget.
Is she for real?
I cannot deal with her bullshit.
This woman has no idea what real life is, it is time for a reality check. Not all of us can have everything paid for. Some of us have to work.
I would much rather be back in the army. She’s impossible to deal with.
But not when she steps closer to me, right into my personal space. I can feel her breath tickling my cheek as she speaks.
My heart is thundering, my body shuddering and trembling, there is a stirring inside my underwear that I really need to ignore if I have any hope of getting through this with any intact dignity.
I hate this guy. Why can’t he go? Why does my dad think I need a guard?
Hot blood boils around by body, my temper is burning from the top of my head to my little toes.
How dare my dad do this to me?
If I am going to win this, I would have to throw all images of his body right out of my brain. I will focus on his horrible personality instead.
This wouldn’t be too difficult, would it?
Guards don’t hook up with rich chicks.
But not Parker – he finds himself tumbling into an abyss.
Once he’s in, there might not be a way out again.