He will sacrifice anything to protect her. As the daughter of a prominent New Zealand judge, Samantha Knight finds herself being stalked by the very man who has been acquitted of murder in one of her father’s cases.
He will sacrifice anything to protect her.
As the daughter of a prominent New Zealand judge, Samantha Knight finds herself being stalked by the very man who has been acquitted of murder in one of her father’s cases. When she escapes to the Fijian Islands in the South Pacific for seclusion, her bodyguard makes chase after her when he learns her stalker is in pursuit.
Brigs Brigstone has never let any client down, or allowed the innocent he protects to be harmed, yet protecting Samantha will be a mission all unto itself. Letting his guard down around her isn’t easy, yet he’s known her his entire life and the spark which has always existed between them is about to burst into flame.
Can he locate her stalker, and all while keeping her out of the enemy’s claws?
Content Note: Short story of 18,000 words, with a sexy bodyguard and a hot heat level.
BILLIONAIRE BODYGUARDS SERIES
Billionaire Bodyguard Attraction, #1
Billionaire Bodyguard Boss, #2
Billionaire Bodyguard Fling, #3 (Short story of 18,000 words.)
Excerpt:
“I shouldn’t have kissed you just now.” Brigs pushed a firm hand through his hair and eyed Samantha. She was toppling his barriers one by one, barriers he’d spent six years erecting between them. Six years. One provocative kiss, and in all this time, he’d never once stopped wanting her. “My work is dangerous, and I’m often away on location with clients.”
“I’m aware of how seriously you take your job, and I love that you do.” She swished closer, her long brown hair swaying so damn enticingly about her hips, and those denim cutoffs of hers showing off two beautiful lean legs. Cutoffs that were also far too short. Yeah, if she bent over in them, he’d be able to make out the lower curves of her ass.
Nope, no thinking about her very fine ass. He frowned, forced his mind back on the right track. “That means I have no time for a relationship, not with any woman, not even with you, Sammy.”
“You could make time if you wanted to, but I’m not asking for a lifetime commitment. All I’m asking for is that you join me in my bedroom. Maybe if we slept together this once”—she raised one sassy brow, her voice all sultry and hot—“we might be able to release this simmering tension between us. We could enjoy a short fling as such. What do you say?”
