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We do consulting. We evaluate security for other people. We are not a goddamn bodyguard service. She was too glued to the conversation.
I better sit down for it. He was one of the most intelligent and cunning men Connor knew. It was the cunning part that bothered the hell out of him right now. And it looked like he was about to find out. We go way back.
Served together in the marines. So why the frown? What was left quit. She has two bodyguards that are as useless as tits on a boar hog.
One better than the last since they sucked ass. His words, not mine. I mean, a girl with that kind of money ought to go to Paris. Or Italy. Maybe a beach house in the Caribbean.
She also has some signing and fan meet and greet at one of the downtown music stores.
There are three other guys in this office all capable of doing this job. No, thanks. No offense, Connor, but you have nothing on the girls.
What can it hurt? Everyone wants a piece of her. Without adequate security, it could get dangerous. Phillip is going to get a local firm to do the peripheral security but he wants someone he can trust next to her until he can go through and interview larger firms that will handle her security on the road.
They think with their checkbooks and use dollar signs as their guides. I can hardly wait. When she saw the two men, she hesitated. How are you, sweetie? Most women her size would be down to a waddle by now, but she still moved with ease.
She smiled at Connor. How are you? For that matter, where the hell is Nathan? And Gray? Are we the only people working? How are you, sweetie? Most women her size would be down to a waddle by now, but she still moved with ease.
She smiled at Connor. How are you? For that matter, where the hell is Nathan? And Gray? Are we the only people working?
Pop was on his way to working himself into a dither. Julie offered me a pregnancy massage and Faith was going to go hold my hand. Pop looked up and scowled. What is this, come to work late day? All his attention was on the curvy Latina woman heavily pregnant with his child. It amused Connor to no end to see Micah so gobsmacked over a woman.
The poor boy was whipped and it was pretty pathetic to watch. Angelina paused and turned with one hand on her hip. Go do some work so Faith and I can go have some girly time.
Of all the people who worked for Pop, Connor was the farthest out of the loop when it came to Damon Roche. Faith grinned, and he should have known by the devilish glint in her eye that she was going to say something outlandish. Was the whole damn world crazy around him?
It would probably only piss him off. And Faith. He shook his head. He was perfectly happy to be the boring, vanilla one in the bunch. He turned to eyeball Micah after the girls had gone.
Believe me. You ought to just snatch her up and haul her to a priest. Or to Vegas like Gray did with Faith. Look at what happened when Nathan stopped pussyfooting around Julie. He went over to where she was and hauled her out over his shoulder. Then he told her how it was going to be and voila.
End of story. Jesus has to be crying up there somewhere. Or laughing hysterically. You know I fucked up with her. Right now, when Pop was busy bitching about something else. Maybe by the time he remembered what he wanted Connor to do, the record company would have given up and hired someone else.