end. She gave it a week before the reporters and photographers
were on to another juicier story.
He was the most observant man she’d ever known and she
wasn’t surprised when he reached out and turned up the heater, angling the vent
so it blew toward her. He’d seen her shiver and had misinterpreted it, for
which she was supremely grateful. Better for him to think she was chilly than
turned-on by the sound of his voice.
“It’s been hard on all of you.” He gave her arm a gentle
squeeze. “Why don’t you try to get some rest? It’s a long drive.”
The sleepless nights were catching up with her and the heat
only added to her lethargy. Topaz closed her eyes and let the steady roll of
the tires on the pavement lull her. She yawned once, settled more comfortably
against the seat and drifted off.
John glanced over toward Topaz a few minutes later and was
satisfied she was asleep. He didn’t like the dark circles beneath her eyes and
worried about her overall health. Whether she knew it or not, she needed a few
days of rest and relaxation before she stepped back into the busy grind of her
normal life.
He grinned when he imagined her reaction to his plan. She
wasn’t going to like it. Not one bit. But she needed it. She’d pushed herself
hard these past weeks, trying to juggle a successful business and the hoopla
surrounding her family. She was one classy lady and he admired the hell out of
her.
She was also the most frustrating woman he’d ever met. He
knew that better than anyone, save maybe her sisters, and he could practically
see the walls she was rebuilding between them. She was getting ready to boot
him out of her life again. This time he wasn’t going. Not without a fight.
His fingers tightened around the wheel and he took a deep
breath. Immediately, he caught a whiff of her sweet scent. It was some light,
floral blend that he always associated with Topaz and it never failed to give
him a hard-on. It wasn’t perfume, but the lotion she used after she showered.
He’d spent many hours listening to the water running in her
bathroom and picturing her wet and naked in the shower. And he didn’t have to
stretch his imagination. He knew what she looked like with no clothes
on.
He cursed under his breath as his cock sprang to life as if
on cue. Only Topaz could do this to him. He was forty years old, for fuck’s
sake. His body didn’t do anything without his express permission these days.
But his dick didn’t listen to him one bit. Not when it came to the beauty
sleeping next to him.
Traffic was thick, but he maneuvered the vehicle easily,
making the unscheduled turnoff. Oh yeah, she was going to be spitting mad when
she woke up. His jaw tightened with determination. She’d have to get over it.
He deserved a chance to show her how good they could be together. They deserved
a chance.
John had no idea why she dated men she could easily keep at
a distance. He’d watched her flirt and smile at men, but she never let her
emotions become involved. She remained unruffled and always in control of the
situation.
Except for that one day last year, where she’d lost control
and given herself to him in one glorious afternoon of loving. It was the memory
of that fateful afternoon that gave him hope and assured him he was doing the
right thing.
He rubbed the back of his neck as he turned off onto a
secondary rural road. Traffic was almost nonexistent now and the distance
between towns grew. The forest seemed to reach out for them and the road
narrowed even more as he drove.
He could only hope she wouldn’t have him arrested when all
this was done. After all, it wasn’t every day that a bodyguard kidnapped his
client.
Topaz was jarred awake and it took her a few minutes to
remember she was in a car on her way home. They hit another bump and she opened
her eyes and peered out the window. She frowned as she looked at the
surrounding area. There were rolling hills and forests and a low mountain peak
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