BodyGuards

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"Home sweet home!" I yawn throwing myself on the bed, I am so exhausted that was the longest 11 hours of my life! "Andrej?" No response. "Andrej?" Still nothing, climbing out of the bed heading into the hallway I hear the clanging and rustling of stuff coming from the is that the kitchen? "Um Andrej since when do you cook?"

"Since you needed me here." He responds nonchalantly. I don't like this, him always helping me I know he said he loves doing it but I want him to go back to work.

"You know I do know my way around the house." "Mhm." "And I was thinking that maaaaaaybe you should. Uh go back to work." The clanging pots abruptly stop he takes the short stride to where I'm standing placing his hands on my hips. "Are you sure?"

I nod once smiling into his chest. "Okay baby if you feel comfortable I'll go to work but," There's always a but. Raising my hands up his arms they eventually connect behind his head, "Yes?" "I won't leave you in the house unprotected so to of the men that work for me will be coming to help you."

"What! Men like real muscular hot guys!? Oh no what ever will you do can I talk to them!?" "Ha ha very funny Gia, these guys are professionals and I trust them so yes you can talk to them, that's all just talking." Lifting my left hand to my face in mock shock he sucks his teeth kissing my nose.

"Go on and get cleaned up by the time you come back dinner should be ready."

The steaming spray of the shower trickles over my back down my body, it feels soo amazing ugh I feel like I haven't showered in ages! Sighing out loud just relaxing a hand slides over my stomach the other rubbing suds over my body.

"Long day?" "Ha that obvious huh?" Chuckling Andrej spins me around kissing down my collarbone. "Uuh A-andrej I don't think." "Shh baby I'll be gentle I promise. Do you trust me?" Chewing on my lower lip I nod maybe too excitedly, kissing my belly button he lifts me up holding my thighs around his waist. "I love you Gia, so much."

So dinner didn't happen yesterday actually, I hit the showers and he followed..let's just say not much eating went on but it was an experience I wouldn't want to have with anyone but him. My head on his warm solid chest I listen contently to the sound of his steady heartbeat in time with mine. The rise and fall of his chest rocks me gently. It's like we're meant for each other like some strange connection we have. When I move he moves when he moves I move like magnets. When he's away I feel empty and alone even if he's as far as the kitchen. But I'd never tell him that, then he'll never leave.

I wonder if he realizes he growls in his sleep. The moment I roll away from him he growls and whimpers its the most inhumane sound ever,but I like it. It fits his character. "Kissing his chest he shivers beneath me,"what are you hiding from me?" I whisper. I know good and well he can't here me but this is the only time I can say what's really on my mind but on the off chance he is listening I kind of pussyfoot around what I really want to know. Why does he sneak out at night? Every night the window wooshes open quietly, a cool breeze fans my face then a howl outside of the window let's me know he's gone. It's weird, I didn't even know there were wolves around here.

Tiptoeing out of the room the doorbell rings startling me, gripping my chest I make my way to the door. When I open it's silent then a man breathes a 'woah' while the other gasps. "Can I help you?" I say sternly.

"Actually we're here to help you." My bodyguards! I don't know whether to jump on them and hug them or squeal excitedly. I don't even know why I'm so hype for bodyguards. Perking up I turn a complete 360°, "cool well I'm Gia but I guess you already knew that."

"Tristan, Kasey right on time. Babe why didn't you wake me?" Hugging me from behind kissing my temple I shrug, "I can answer the door without your assistance thank you very much." "Mhm well miss independent this is-" "I'm tristan kelly its nice to meet you gia, good morning alpha." Taking my hand is his kissing it. I want touch his face but that's probably an odd request, guess I'll find out.

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