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  “God help me, woman. I’ve never wanted anyone more than I want you.”

  Lily moaned my name and held out her arms to me. I knelt on the mattress and stripped her naked so fast that it made her gasp.

  Lily tugged at my jeans and I pulled them down and off in one quick motion. My shirt flew off and joined the rest of our clothes in a puddle on the floor.

  I traced my hands over her curves. I kneaded and caressed her. I rubbed and squeezed her. I wanted her to open up like a hothouse flower under my touch. I wanted her begging for me.

  Lily writhed with pleasure as I ran my palm over her velvety flesh until it was wedged between her luscious thighs. She was slippery with desire, and my finger slid home in an instant.

  The smell of Lily filled the room. But I wanted more. I wanted to know what she tasted like, so I pressed her thighs open.

  I lowered my head to the center of the woman I desired. I licked and lapped at her wet heat, sucking at her skin, filling my mouth with her sweet juices.

  Lily’s body bucked underneath me as she crashed into orgasm, but I wouldn’t relent, and she came again as I moaned into her flesh.

  “Brock, I want you inside of me.”

  Her words came out between pants. I couldn’t deny her anything. I pulled myself up and slid my body over Lily’s.

  Looking down at her face, bathed in pleasure and filled with longing, I felt something shift inside of me, where everything had been the same for so long. For too long.

  I felt a hard smile come across my face and Lily moaned at the sight of it. “You’re mine, Lily Miller. Mine and mine alone.”

  And then I drove myself deep inside of her, sealing the deal, and making us both cry out. She met me thrust for thrust as I claimed her with my body.

  It was like we’d done this a million times before. I closed my eyes and let myself go. I filled her up in ways that only I could, and I knew this was where I was meant to be, right here inside of her.

  We came together and I lowered myself onto Lily with a groan. She wrapped herself around me, locking me down with her limbs, and I sank into her embrace.

  This was what I’d been looking for my whole life. I knew it in an instant. I was with the person who completed me. Who made me whole.

  And God help anyone who came between us…

  Chapter Nine

  Lily

  Brock and I stayed in bed for the rest of the day. We couldn’t get enough of each other. I was sore and spent before long. Not that I was complaining.

  “You know I don’t normally do this, right?”

  We were wrapped up in each other’s arms after our fourth time of coming together as one. Brock smiled at my confession and leaned in to kiss me gently.

  “You mean you don’t jump into bed with guys you just met every day of the week?”

  I laughed and gave him a playful pinch. “No! I’m far from what anyone could call experienced with this kind of thing.”

  “Yet another reason you’re perfect for me.”

  My cheeks flamed up with how much I loved the thought of being Brock Bourne’s perfect match. We’d connected on way too deep of a level for me to try to deny my true feelings for him any longer.

  “I honestly can’t believe you’re not fighting women off with a stick. I mean, look at you, for God’s sake!”

  I traced my finger along Brock’s bulging biceps and perfect pecs. He smiled and took a hold of my hand to press his lips to it.

  “I wasn’t always like this, Lily. I was a puny kid and got bullied in school. Then I had a growth spurt, spent some time in the gym, and came back ready to kick some serious ass.”

  Brock’s face took on a hard look. “I’ve never liked bullies. That’s why I joined the Rangers and started a personal protection company.”

  “I’m sorry you went through all of that. But I’m also kind of glad. Otherwise, we might never have met.”

  Brock gave me that delicious smile of his. “I’d do it all over again to be able to end up here with you.”

  He pulled me in tighter and we were lost in each other for I don’t know how long. It would have been longer if my phone hadn’t dinged with a new text.

  I groaned with disappointment. “It’s probably Blair telling me she’s on her way home from work.”

  But my roomie wasn’t ready to end her day yet. I read her message and laughed before showing it to Brock. He wasn’t as amused by its contents as I was and frowned a bit, which worried me a little.

  “Do you think this could be trouble, Brock?”

  Blair had texted to let me know she was meeting up with Mason at the Cloud Nine Tavern. I wasn’t in the least surprised to learn my flirtatious bestie wanted to spend more time with the sexy bodyguard she’d it off with the night before.

  “Mason has a tendency to be a ‘love them and leave them’ kind of guy. I don’t want your friend to get hurt.”

  “It’s so sweet of you to be worried about Blair. But she’s a big girl and kind of a player herself. I think it might be a good match, to be honest.”

  Brock was silent for a moment before he shrugged and wrapped his arms around me again. It didn’t look like he was ready to leave any time soon, which was more than fine in my book.

  “You’re probably right. Besides, I’d rather spend my time thinking about what we’re up to behind closed doors than those two.”

  “That sounds like a very good plan,” I sighed as I sank into Brock’s embrace and prepared for even more time enjoying my bodyguard.

  Chapter Ten

  Brock

  Two weeks had passed since I’d rushed through Lily’s front door and into her bed. Every moment with her was better than the last and I hated it when we were away from each other.

  If I could have lived inside of Lily, I would have done it in a heartbeat, and I did everything I could to make sure we were together as much as possible.

  There hadn’t been any signs of Lily’s stalker, but I made sure she was protected twenty-four hours a day, just to be on the safe side. I couldn’t stand the thought of her being in danger.

  Which is why I told my guys I was taking over total control of watch duty for Lily. Even though it was true that I trusted every member of BPS with my own life.

  But there was no way I could trust anyone other than myself when it came to her. Of course, they all knew how I felt about Lily, and they didn’t take my need to be the only one to watch over her personally.

  I even started taking Nitro to work with me. I didn’t want to have to worry about going back to my place to care for him.

  I wasn’t willing to miss a single second with Lily. Hell, the big dog loved her too, so he was happy as could be to come along with me on bodyguard duty.

  Lily had been worried about having Nitro around her cat. But against all odds, Kiwi and my German Shepherd had become friends, and loved cuddling up together on the couch.

  I’d watch Lily during her nursing shifts at All Saints and then we’d come back to her apartment to eat dinner and enjoy being with each other. It was far from an exciting life, but we were happy, dammit.

  The only one not pleased with the arrangement was Blair. She’d come into the living room, see me and Lily snuggled up on the couch with our pets, and leave without saying a word.

  “What’s going on with Blair?”

  “Turns out you were right to be worried about her and Mason. All she’ll tell me is he’s an asshole and she doesn’t want to be around any bodyguards ever again.”

  I’d waited too long to find Lily. There was no way I was going to let anyone screw things up. I told Lily I had to make a phone call and went into her bedroom to talk to my best friend.

  Mason answered on the first ring and I didn’t bother with small talk. I wanted to get to the bottom of what was causing trouble in Lily’s household.

  “What the hell happened with Blair?”

  There was silence on the line for a few seconds and then Mason cleared his throat. “It didn’t work out
.”

  “And that means what exactly, Mason?”

  “We went out a few times and had some fun. But she didn’t like not being my one and only.”

  “It didn’t go past going out? She seems pretty pissed at you, my man.”

  “I didn’t take her to bed, if that’s what you’re getting at,” Mason sighed. “She didn’t like it when I talked to other women when we were out.”

  “I don’t want anything screwing up what I’ve got with Lily, understand? I love you, dude, but I plan to marry her. And I can’t have any trouble. Period. You need to stay away from Blair.”

  I’d managed to shock Mason into more silence. I was about to ask if he’d heard me when he spoke up and promised he’d stay clear of Lily’s roommate.

  “I don’t think she wants anything more to do with me as it is, boss. I really rubbed her the wrong way somehow, even though I didn’t rub her, at all.”

  I ignored Mason’s attempt at humor and told him I’d see him later. I wanted to get back to where I belonged. And that meant returning to Lily’s side.

  She smiled as I sank down onto the couch and wrapped an arm around her. “Everything alright?”

  “Everything’s perfect, lovely.”

  I settled in to spend the rest of the night with the woman I planned to spend the rest of my life loving and protecting. No matter what.

  Chapter Eleven

  Lily

  I’d never been happier in my life than I had been in the past two weeks. Brock completed me in ways I couldn’t explain but cherished. Thinking about the time before I met him made me shudder.

  He made me feel safe and adored. You’d think my best friend would be happy for me, right? But Blair was too wrapped up in hating Mason to share in my happiness.

  Truth be told, I didn’t understand why she was so pissed at Brock’s right-hand man. From what she’d told me, it just sounded like he hadn’t given her enough attention.

  Of course, I didn’t tell Blair that’s what I thought. I didn’t want to make things worse than they were. She was really changing and I was worried about her.

  Blair was no longer bubbly and flirtatious. She’d made the switch to the overnight shift at work and I barely saw her around the apartment. And there was serious tension when Brock was around.

  That’s why I was secretly relieved when he suggested we start spending our time at his house. I wanted to be there for my best friend but she wasn’t ready to let me in. What could I possibly do?

  I’d just finished work and Brock had driven me home. He was waiting in the car for me while I packed a bag with some essentials for my stay at his place.

  I was hoping to catch Blair before she’d left for the late shift and see if she wanted to talk. But the apartment was dark and empty when I walked in.

  At least, that’s what I thought. I started to make my way to my bedroom when I caught a whiff of cigarette smoke and sweat. I froze in place and turned my head toward a shadowy figure on the couch.

  “Well, hello there, sweet thing. It’s so good to see you again. Did you like my note?”

  Every hair on my body stood on end as I realized my stalker was sitting just feet from me. My heart stopped as he stood up and started crossing the room.

  I opened my mouth to scream, the creep reached out to grab me, and then everything happened all at once…

  Chapter Twelve

  Brock

  I’d been watching Lily from the car, and when I saw a shadowy figure moving toward her through the window, I’d raced to the door and burst through it.

  I had the Glock I always wore on my hip drawn and ready to go. “Move, and I’ll put a hole in you big enough to see through!”

  The stalking asshole jumped and tried to run, but I grabbed him by the arm, and pinned it behind him. I turned to look at Lily and make sure she was alright.

  She looked like she’d gone into shock and I wanted nothing more than to sweep her up into my arms and comfort her. But first things first—I had to deal with the scumbag I had a hold of before anything else.

  “You made a big mistake messing with my woman.”

  I gritted my words out between clenched teeth and gave his arm a hard twist. He yelped and I felt a wicked grin spread across my face.

  “Should I call the police?” Lily’s words were soft, but I was so tuned into her by then, I had no problem hearing them. “Or do you have other plans?”

  The desire to kill the bastard and bury him in the woods was something I couldn’t deny. But my longing to be with Lily for the rest of my life won out, and I didn’t want to waste any of that time in jail.

  “Go on into the other room and get the cops on the phone, lovely. I want a couple of minutes alone with your uninvited guest.”

  Once Lily was gone, I shoved her stalker down onto the couch, making sure to keep my Glock pointed at him the whole time, and took a good look at him.

  I wasn’t impressed. He looked like your run-of-the-mill junkie. There were dark circles under his beady eyes, plenty of scruff on his sunken cheeks, and he was so scrawny, a stiff wind might knock him over.

  I processed all of that and then burst out laughing before I could myself. I knew this wasn’t a funny situation, but come on with this guy.

  “You’re the one who’s behind all of this?”

  “Fuck you, man. I’ve got a problem, okay?”

  His voice came out sounding more like a petulant child’s than the imposing presence I was sure he was going for, which just made me laugh harder.

  “Oh, it’s obvious that you’ve got plenty of problems. In fact, I bet if you rolled up your sleeves, I’d see evidence of at least one of them, right?”

  The junkie just scratched his arm where I was sure his track marks were and scowled at me. My jaw tightened and I had to resist the urge to put my fist through his miserable face.

  It would only improve his looks at this point, but it was time to get down to business. “Why are you stalking Lily?”

  At first, I didn’t think he would answer me, and I got ready with threats to help convince him to talk. But then he got a dreamy look on his face that both turned my stomach and sent my heart into overdrive.

  “I’ve wanted her since the very first time I saw her. It was fate, me meeting her that night way back when, and I’ve been waiting for my chance ever since.”

  “You’re some piece of work,” I spit out.

  “Even being in jail for the last fifteen years couldn’t keep me from her, man…”

  The creep’s words drifted off and his gaze turned to the hallway behind me. His eyes were glassy and I turned around to find Lily standing there.

  “So, it was the same guy.”

  “Lily, you don’t want to be here right now. You need to go back into the other room.”

  “I just wanted to tell you the police are coming.”

  “Thanks, lovely. Now, go on and get out of here.”

  Lily shook her head in disbelief at the reality of her stalker. She’d probably built him up into such a monster in her mind, I really couldn’t blame her for looking almost disappointed.

  I turned back to look at the soon-to-be return jailbird. He was staring after Lily with such depraved obsession in his eyes, I wanted to shoot him right then and there.

  “Keep your fucking eyes off her!”

  My barked command gave him a start, but then a sly smile slid over his face. I’d never wanted to kill anyone more than I did at that moment.

  “Can you blame me for wanting her? She’s such a perfect piece of ass.”

  “You’ll never know this, because I can hear your ride coming right now, you gutless bag of dicks. But she’s so much more than that. And she’s all mine.”

  Epilogue

  Lily

  It had been two months since the police had hauled my stalker away and I was high on life as I walked into the All Saint’s ER for another day of helping people.

  Things were going better for me than I’d ever dreamed possible
, to be completely honest. The creep who’d been so obsessed with me for so long was behind bars again and I’d moved in with Brock.

  It had all been a whirlwind, not to mention an emotional roller coaster ride, but I wouldn’t change any of it for the world. Hell, even my parents were proud of me and had finally stopped worrying about me so much.

  In fact, the only cloud on my horizon was walking toward me right then in a pair of navy blue scrubs. Blair wasn’t looking happy, and I steeled myself for more shit-talking about Mason.

  God only knows why, but she still wasn’t ready to stop beating that dead horse yet, so all I could do was smile and try to be a good friend to her, whether I understood what was going on or not.

  “Good morning, beautiful.” I figured a compliment might help wipe that sour look off her face. “How was your night?”

  “Ugh, you disgust me with how happy you are. I’m going out back for some fresh air.”

  I felt like I’d been slapped. I knew Blair wasn’t exactly content with how her life was going right now, but I hadn’t expected such blatant nastiness.

  All I could do was shake my head sadly as I watched my formerly bubbly best friend head for the loading dock at the back of the hospital.

  She’d always liked it out there for some reason, even though she wasn’t a smoker, like most of the staff that frequented the rear entrance.

  I was starting to think moving out had been a bad idea. But what could I do? Brock was the love of my life and I wasn’t willing to let him go—not even for my best friend of so many years.

  Thankfully, I’d decided not to wear the gorgeous engagement ring Brock had given me to work. If Blair knew he’d proposed to me last night, it would probably push her over the edge. I’d have to keep my happy secret for a little while longer.