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Ahand on my shoulder shakes me awake and | jump, gasping a little
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bit as my head spins to see Kent''s
guard sitting next to me in the back seat of the SUV.
“Sorry,” he says, tentative and pulling away. “I didn’t mean to
scare you
we''re just...home.”
“Oh,” | say, surprised, turning to see that we are indeed pulling around to the front of Kent’s
house. “Oh, wow,” | murmur, turning back to the guard. “I was really out of it, wasn’t it?”
He gives me a little smile and a shrug. “Only minor snoring.
Minimal drool” he quips making
meugh.
| narrow my eyes at him a little, working to remember. “Marco... right?” | hazard, and am rewarded with a wide grin on his face.
“You got it, miss,” he says, giving me a nod as the car pulls to a stop out front.
“Well, thanks, Marco,” | say, giving him a little smile. “For spending the night keeping me safe, and also waking me up before
Kent found me slumped and
snoring in the back of his car.”
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Marcoughs, shaking his head and leaning over me to pop my door open. “Any time, miss,” he replies warmly. As | climb out of
the car | realize that I’m starting to learn the ways of Kent’s house more than | thought | was — I’m learning names, patterns. It
feels... nice, | think, as the driver — Gianni
comes around the car and
lifts my little suitcase out of the trunk. | smile at him as | ept it, pleased when he grins at me in return, and then | turn towards
the front of the house.
| stop when I see him standing there, my breath stolen from me.
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a little bit. First because...well,
because he looks really good, standing there, clean-shaven in the morning light, already dressed in his finely tailored suit. But
second because he looks mad.
I sigh, ncing between Gianni and Marco, who don’t meet my eyes under his gaze. What the hell did | do this time?
| reach down to grab the top handle of my suitcase, carrying it with me as | climb the steps towards Kent. He watches me
come towards him, his arms
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