completely. “Most of the people who threaten public figures are certifiably crazy. I’m a very public figure as well as a wealthy man with powerful connections. That means that death threats come with the territory.” His hand covered hers on his stomach involuntarily.
Gabby watched him carefully, trying to discern if he was just trying to scare her. But everything about him seemed so sincere so she doubted he was lying or even exaggerating. She wrapped her arms around his waist, laying her head against his chest. “I’m sorry you have to live like this.”
His arms went around hers automatically, enjoying her soft body and tender words. “You can help by moving into a place that can be better protected. You don’t have to give up your cottage,” he said, his voice husky in reaction to her concern. He’d learned to live with the threats so they didn’t bother him. He basically ignored them unless his security team came to him with a genuine threat. And even then, it was their job to protect him so he generally merely altered his schedule slightly so they could increase their protection until the threat was decreased or taken care of. “If you don’t like this house, I’ll find you another that you will love. Just say the word.”
She sighed and shifted so that her forehead was against his chest. She then stepped out of his arms and nodded. “As I said, I love this house. I just didn’t like the implication of what you were saying to me. But if this house will protect you better, and this baby, then we’ll move in immediately.”
Damon’s whole body breathed a huge sigh of relief. “Thank you,” he said. “I’ll make sure you don’t regret it.” He was going to take her into his arms and kiss her, but she stepped backwards quickly.
“We’re not sleeping together though.” She would be firm about that. She wasn’t going to be his mistress. That was the line in the sand she was drawing and she wouldn’t budge on that issue. The house was big enough for both of them to live in without running into each other.
Damon almost laughed at her challenge. “Let me get this straight. You’re moving in, today if possible, but you won’t share my bed.”
“That’s right,” she said, nodding for emphasis.
Damon smiled at her adorable stubbornness. Now that the issue with the baby was settled, and he would make sure that it stayed settled, and she would be living here and protected by his security team, Damon could see the humor in her position. She really thought they could live together and not share a bed? Or even have sex? The bed wasn’t the only place upon which he was going to try and seduce her. Hell, any flat surface would do right now.
He would certainly enjoy the challenge. She wanted to pretend she wasn’t affected by him? He’d show her exactly how deep he suspected this desire for each other would go. It might burn itself out, but he didn’t mind being burned over and over again until it died down.
Chapter 5
If Gabby had known what she was getting into when she agreed to move into this marvelous house with Damon, she would have hidden in her little cottage and never come out.
She’d drawn a line in the sand with her claim that she wasn’t going to have sex with Damon, but the man didn’t make it easy on her. He demanded that she sleep in the master bedroom and no amount of arguing could convince him that she would be perfectly happy sleeping in one of the other eight bedrooms. So he moved into the second largest bedroom which also had a private bathroom, but the man didn’t seem to think that he needed to completely dress before he came down for his morning coffee. Or any time for that matter.
He woke early every morning to work out and Gabby finally understood where all those incredible muscles came from. He ran for over an hour on the treadmill each morning. After that, most mornings he spent another forty five to sixty minutes doing weights. Several times a week, he also
Gabby watched him carefully, trying to discern if he was just trying to scare her. But everything about him seemed so sincere so she doubted he was lying or even exaggerating. She wrapped her arms around his waist, laying her head against his chest. “I’m sorry you have to live like this.”
His arms went around hers automatically, enjoying her soft body and tender words. “You can help by moving into a place that can be better protected. You don’t have to give up your cottage,” he said, his voice husky in reaction to her concern. He’d learned to live with the threats so they didn’t bother him. He basically ignored them unless his security team came to him with a genuine threat. And even then, it was their job to protect him so he generally merely altered his schedule slightly so they could increase their protection until the threat was decreased or taken care of. “If you don’t like this house, I’ll find you another that you will love. Just say the word.”
She sighed and shifted so that her forehead was against his chest. She then stepped out of his arms and nodded. “As I said, I love this house. I just didn’t like the implication of what you were saying to me. But if this house will protect you better, and this baby, then we’ll move in immediately.”
Damon’s whole body breathed a huge sigh of relief. “Thank you,” he said. “I’ll make sure you don’t regret it.” He was going to take her into his arms and kiss her, but she stepped backwards quickly.
“We’re not sleeping together though.” She would be firm about that. She wasn’t going to be his mistress. That was the line in the sand she was drawing and she wouldn’t budge on that issue. The house was big enough for both of them to live in without running into each other.
Damon almost laughed at her challenge. “Let me get this straight. You’re moving in, today if possible, but you won’t share my bed.”
“That’s right,” she said, nodding for emphasis.
Damon smiled at her adorable stubbornness. Now that the issue with the baby was settled, and he would make sure that it stayed settled, and she would be living here and protected by his security team, Damon could see the humor in her position. She really thought they could live together and not share a bed? Or even have sex? The bed wasn’t the only place upon which he was going to try and seduce her. Hell, any flat surface would do right now.
He would certainly enjoy the challenge. She wanted to pretend she wasn’t affected by him? He’d show her exactly how deep he suspected this desire for each other would go. It might burn itself out, but he didn’t mind being burned over and over again until it died down.
Chapter 5
If Gabby had known what she was getting into when she agreed to move into this marvelous house with Damon, she would have hidden in her little cottage and never come out.
She’d drawn a line in the sand with her claim that she wasn’t going to have sex with Damon, but the man didn’t make it easy on her. He demanded that she sleep in the master bedroom and no amount of arguing could convince him that she would be perfectly happy sleeping in one of the other eight bedrooms. So he moved into the second largest bedroom which also had a private bathroom, but the man didn’t seem to think that he needed to completely dress before he came down for his morning coffee. Or any time for that matter.
He woke early every morning to work out and Gabby finally understood where all those incredible muscles came from. He ran for over an hour on the treadmill each morning. After that, most mornings he spent another forty five to sixty minutes doing weights. Several times a week, he also
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