Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 147967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 740(@200wpm)___ 592(@250wpm)___ 493(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 740(@200wpm)___ 592(@250wpm)___ 493(@300wpm)
Matthieu wasn’t hers. She had no claim on him.
But she still didn’t like them staring at her . . . boy-bodyguard. Her bodyguard.
Whew. She didn’t know what word she’d been about to think then.
Because he was definitely not her boyfriend. Never would be.
But you want him to be. Or at least you want to fuck him until neither of you can walk.
Shut up, devil Maya!
“Maya? You okay?” Livvy asked.
Huh?
“We can do this another day if you’re not,” Millie added as several other people nodded.
Letting out a deep breath, she smiled. “I’m good. Let’s get started.”
19
He didn’t like the look of that.
That being the little huddle going on in the corner of the room across from them.
First Livvy glanced over at him, giving him an assessing look.
Then Millie sent him a grin filled with trouble.
Oh, he was in trouble here. More than he had been before and that was a lot. He’d been meaning to do some work while Maya was teaching her class. There was only one door into the room and the large windows faced out to a brick wall. It was fairly safe, although he was always on alert.
However, the entire class had been uneventful except for one thing.
He’d been turned on the entire time. Watching her bend and move into positions that should be illegal . . . yeah, he’d spent the whole time telling himself not to look at her.
Yet unable to look away.
It was infuriating. He’d had to turn to discreetly adjust himself. Well, he hoped it had been discreet.
But, fuck, halfway through, just when he thought he might have himself under control, she’d stripped off her T-shirt so she was just in yoga pants and a small sports top. That had showed off her trim stomach and firm muscles.
And yep, he’d nearly died.
It would have been a happy death, but embarrassing.
Thankfully, the class was over. Unfortunately, Livvy and Millie hadn’t left. Didn’t they know she had another class in twenty minutes? She needed to rest and rehydrate.
She was looking pale and slightly unsteady, which he didn’t like at all. How was she going to get through the next yoga class? Plus another one this afternoon and something called Fab Abs after that? They’d be finished around three, but by that time she was going to be completely exhausted.
Millie started laughing as Maya shot him a look before quickly glancing away again. Yeah, the three of them looked as suspicious as hell.
He grabbed his phone to message Ink.
Matthieu: You didn’t tell me that Millie knew Maya.
He waited a few moments and checked in with Captain.
Matthieu: Cap, everything all good? Her pets okay?
Those three dots appeared. And they stayed there for a while. Then he replied.
Captain: Yep.
Really? It had taken him that long to type out a one-word reply?
A text came through from Ink as he was starting to wonder if Maya was right. Captain was kind of odd.
Ink: I didn’t know she did. You sure?
Matthieu snapped a picture of the three women and sent it to Ink.
Ink: Shit. I don’t like the look of that.
Matthieu: Yeah. Welcome to my life. I’m the one that has to keep them safe. This has disaster written all over it.
Ink: I’ll talk to Sav and Spike. See if they know anything. They look like they’re plotting to take over the world.
If only it was something that simple he’d be happy.
Ink: You need to find out what they’re plotting and stop it.
Matthieu: Why don’t you ask me to solve world peace at the same time?
Ink: I can try and keep Livvy and Millie away from her.
Matthieu: No.
He didn’t second guess his reaction. He just knew in his gut that Maya didn’t have many people she could turn to, who were on her side.
And Livvy and Millie were the best kind of people to have on your side.
The only issue was that they were loyal to a fault. And that they were enablers. If Maya was plotting something, they’d support rather than hinder her.
Which wasn’t always a good thing. Not that he thought Maya was the instigator. Nope, it was likely Millie. She was a trouble maker.
Matthieu: I’ll find out what’s going on. But yeah, get me some help.
He was going to need it.
“Oh shoot, he’s on his phone,” Millie whispered. “He’s probably onto us.”
“How do you both know him?” Maya asked. She hadn’t been surprised when Livvy and Millie had stuck around after class.
They had clearly been curious about what was going on. And she couldn’t blame them. She’d want the details if their situations were reversed.
“We met Matthieu through Ink,” Livvy said. “Ink is a member of the Iron Shadows. I take it you’ve met him?”
“Yeah, I met Ink yesterday. My father hired his security company to protect me. That’s why I have Matthieu with me.”
“Hmm. Interesting,” Millie said. “Matthieu doesn’t often work for Ink. As far as I know he moves around. They’re friends. Ink must have needed the help.”