A fond memory, something she could take with her. That didn’t sound bad. They were two adults who knew they would go their separate ways, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t enjoy each other while they were together.

“I’m glad because I don’t think I could walk away now.” He started for her bedroom.

Lisa hoped the night never ended.

* * * *

He’d been honest with her and she’d said yes. He wasn’t thinking about anything else tonight. He wasn’t thinking about the fact that he was her hired bodyguard and she didn’t know it. That was a separate thing altogether and had nothing to do with his relationship with her beyond the fact that it gave him access and another level to protect her.

He eased her down on the bed and then reached back to pull his shirt over his head. What a complete moron he’d been, but then it wasn’t surprising. He was the kind of man who saw something that looked like it was too good to be true and decided it was. He hadn’t even given her a chance and he was going to make up for that now. He was going to take care of her in every way he could until he had to leave her.

He shoved that thought aside as quickly as he did his jeans. He was desperate. Fucking desperate. He hadn’t felt this hot for a woman since he’d been a horny teen.

Lisa moved back on the bed, settling herself against the headboard.

“Knees up, feet flat on the mattress, and get them nice and wide for me.” The order came out on a low growl that might have scared some women.

Not her. She bit her bottom lip and slowly complied, letting him watch as she spread herself open for him. That was what he wanted. She was a princess. It didn’t matter that she’d grown up poor. There was something about Lisa Daley that would always remind him of a spritely fairy princess. Perhaps it was the light in her eyes or the air of mischief that followed her around, but he could see her with a delicate crown on her head, waving to her adoring subjects.

And then submitting sweetly to her lover when the doors were closed.

He stalked to the end of the bed, watching her. Even in the low light from the lamp on her bedside table, he could see how wet she was, how that pretty pussy glistened. He breathed in her arousal, so much sweeter than any other smell.