"You have such great records. I feel that you'll be a great bodyguard for him. What's your name again?" Alistair asked.
"It's August, sir. Zuriel August."
My eyes widened and I looked up from where I was seated, and I was right.
Oh my god!
He had such a serious face this time, which was very different from when we were at the club. Even far more different from his appearance when he was f*****g me from behind.
"And I'll do my best to guard him all the time, sir. Will not leave his side. And will definitely not lose him even for a second."
He glanced at me and gave me a slight bow and small smile. I got flustered just because of that and looked down at my phone with a smile I'd never had before in my entire life.
As soon as I got out of Alistair's room, my new bodyguard followed me like a dog. I didn't look behind me because I felt his eyes staring at me the entire time.
Fuck what am I gonna do with him?
I walked a little further away from him. I pulled my phone out and dialed Harley's number.
"Hey Nixie!" Harley answered right away.
I whispered, "you are not gonna f*****g believe this."
"What?" Harley asks.
"The guy I met at the club?"
"Oh, the cute guy who called you angel?" Harley giggled.
"Yes, him. He is my new bodyguard!" I looked behind me and he smiled. I turned my back on him again and continued walking towards my room.
"WHAT! Really? s**t! What are the odds? OMG, you're destined to meet again!" Harley exclaimed excitedly.
"I have a problem. If Alistair finds out about this he will freak out."
"He'll only find out if you are not careful. Just be careful and cease the moment! f**k, you're so lucky! How many people get to bang a guy like that? Just make sure he is not married or anything."
I laughed nervously, "whatever, I gotta go now. Talk to you soon."
I got to my door and walked inside. I didn't close it expecting Zuri to follow me. I waited and he didn't. So, I peeked outside and saw him standing like a model in his suit guarding the front door.
I walked back inside my room. I paced back and forth waiting for him to come to me but he didn't. I got irritated.
I thought he said he wanted to see me again?
"Zuri?!" I shouted.
He immediately got inside my room. I wanted to be mad at him but when I saw him, I became soft.
"What now?" I asked him and he furrowed his brow.
"I'm sorry sir, what do you mean?" He asked, looking clueless.
Sir? What the hell was that?
I huffed and rolled my eyes, "here I am. You found me. So, what do you wanna do now?"
He squinted his eyes, "do you... want me to do some errands for you?"
I got annoyed with what he said, "so, that's it? You said if you found me you wanted to-..."
"Want to do what?" He looked serious and I was starting to get furious at him now.
I shook my head, "nothing. Get out, I wanna rest!"
"Let me know if you want me to do something for you. I'll be outside." He turned his back on me.
He got on my nerves for some reason. I grabbed a pillow and threw it at him and screamed, "ASSHOLE!"
He stopped and picked up the pillow. He turned around with a serious face.
"A pillow? Really?" He asked with one of his eyebrows raised.
"If I have something harder, that's what I'll throw at you! Get the f**k out!" I yelled.
He just looked at me with that serious look on his face again, then he turned around and left. I was left dumbfounded by his reaction.
“I can’t believe that.”
I was left there feeling my heart break suddenly. Just when I thought he was someone that would make me happy. Instead, it was just one night.
Did I just become a joke to him?
I decided to get out of the house that night. He followed me around like all the other bodyguards do. But I can't take him off my mind. I kept glancing at him but he wasn't looking at me at all. It's like nothing happened to us.
So much for being f****d in public.
I looked at him again while he drove the car.
But it was the best night I had.
I felt the tears well up in my eyes. Just when I thought he was the one. It was only a one-night stand, and I can't believe I already felt something else.
So now... What should I do with the feelings I have for my bodyguard?
We arrived at the club I was going to meet Harley with and I didn’t realize it. My thoughts were not with me, except for the fact that I felt a connection with my bodyguard who happened to have used my ass to perhaps get off that night.
I got furious at that thought. Then he called me out of my raging thoughts of how to kill him.
“We’re here.”
I turned my attention to him and he was looking at me from the rearview mirror. I was trying to build that hate up but for some damn reason my imagination of him during our hot and steamy public toilet s*x flashed before my eyes.
I had to avert my eyes from him when he turned and met my gaze, “Nix, we’re here. Are you going in or do you want me to drive you to another location?”
I didn’t look at him anymore, “don’t call me, Nix. Only my friends call me that. Those that are close to me. And we are not close at all. So, know your boundaries.”
I didn’t wait for him to respond and opened my car door to get out. I sighed deeply and walked towards the club’s entrance hoping, partying tonight and maybe getting f****d would get him off of my mind.
To be continued…