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She shook her head. “Before I sign on the dotted line, I have one request, if you don’t mind, Mr. Bodyguard.”

Out of the corner of his eye he saw Kyle grin again, which kept him from walking out the door at her insolence.

A million thoughts rolled through his head. The news that he’d learned at the appointment with his doctor this morning. Kyle’s face at their mother’s funeral years ago. The promise he’d made to Maude after her hotel burned down. His brother’s future hung in the balance of what he did next.

So instead of leaving, Aaron turned to the sexy celebrity. “I’ll give you one request, Miss Gaynor. That’s all.”

She sighed and the anger in her eyes softened. “Thank you.” Even her tone mellowed. “Let’s see. How can I phrase this so I actually get two requests in one.”

Resisting the urge to smile, he looked directly at her. “I’m waiting.”

“Okay. Here it goes. Please call me Gya, and I want you and your brother to be the ones guarding me. You said it yourself. This is serious. Who better than the owner of SCSS and his brother to protect me?”

Kyle laughed. “We have to sleep sometimes, Gya. We’re not superhuman.”

“That’s fine, but I want you with me.” Gya’s face got even redder. “I mean…I think Stephanie would feel better if you were close at all times.”

Aaron held up his hand. “Sit down.”

Gya planted her pretty ass back in the chair.
God, she would make the perfect little sub with the right training.

A plan formulated in his mind. Playing matchmaker wasn’t something he’d considered before, but his brother deserved happiness, a future, a family of his own.

His gut clenched, realizing the dream of sharing a woman with Aaron was likely to never be. One week until he knew for certain.

“Agreed. Kyle and I will be with you at all times. There will be other SCSS agents around when I deem necessary, particularly at your concerts, though we may need to cancel some or all of them on this tour.”

“What? But there weren’t any problems at tonight’s show. After the incident in Dallas, we talked to the venue here and made sure the security was extra tight.” Gya stood again, but just as quickly landed back down in the chair. “I’m not trying to make waves, but there’s a lot to consider before canceling dates, Mr. Strait, or should I call you Aaron?”

He thought about pushing her buttons and keeping things formal, but decided against it. “Aaron is fine. I need to make sure I can protect you, Gya. I’ll have to analyze each venue to make sure I can. Those that I can’t will have to be nixed. No arguments. No questions. Remember?”

She sighed and nodded. “You’re the boss, Aaron. You and Kyle.”

God, he loved the sound of that.

Stephanie stood. “How do we begin?”

“You sent us the tour dates. I’ll get my team checking out the venues.” He pulled out the list. “Right now, you’ve got two days before the next concert in Phoenix.”

“Yes. We’re taking my private jet to my home in Malibu for a couple days of much-needed rest.” Gya addressed Stephanie. “We need to make sure the pilot knows we have two more passengers.”

The woman brought out her cell. “On it.”

“What time do we need to be at the airport?” Kyle asked.

“We’re scheduled to leave at ten thirty in the morning,” Stephanie answered.

Aaron shook his head. “Change that to seven thirty.”

“Seven thirty?” Gya’s eyes narrowed. She was clearly about to ask why but stopped herself.

She’s learning.
“We’re not the only ones who know your schedule, Gya. If it leaked to the shooter, he knows, too.”

She sighed. “I hadn’t thought about that.”

For the first time, he saw she was a little frightened.

“You don’t have to think about such things. That’s our job. I’ve already spoken to the company who has the alarm on your house. Nothing to report. I want to have one of my men secure the place. How can we get him a key?”

“There’s a spare at my office in Los Angeles,” Stephanie said. “I can call my assistant Sky to meet your man at Gya’s home with the key tomorrow morning. She also has the security code.”

He didn’t like the sound of that. “How many others have access to keys and the code?”

“That’s the only spare. Gya has a key. I have a key. Three. No more. Aaron, my assistant has been with me for years. She can be trusted.”

“I’ll need her name and information. Can you have her at the house by five a.m. Pacific time?”

“Yes.”

He turned to Kyle. “Have Sam meet Stephanie’s assistant in Malibu. He needs to secure the place completely before we arrive. It will be seven here, so he can call us with the details before we take off.”

His brother nodded and pulled out his phone, but his eyes never left Gya.

She kept glancing back and forth at Kyle and him. “What about tonight? What happens while we’re here at this hotel?”

He smiled. “Leave that to me, Gya. I’ve got it all covered.”

His plan for her and Kyle was going to work out perfectly.

* * * *

Gya climbed into the back of the hotel’s limo with Stephanie. Aaron and Kyle came in behind them.

She hadn’t slept. Not even a single wink. How could she after meeting the two sexy bodyguards? Both were muscled to the max. And so very tall, several inches over six feet. Their thick, dark hair screamed at her to be touched. Their eyes were the deepest blue she’d ever seen, though she’d only got to see them when they were in the hotel room. The rest of the time they’d been hidden under sunglasses.

“How are you doing, sweetheart?” Stephanie handed her a bottle of water.

“I could use more sleep.”
Or any sleep.
She took the bottle. “You know I’m not much of a morning person.”

“I know. You knocked their socks off in Houston last night.”

“Thanks. And nothing happened, even though we didn’t have these two gor”—
gorgeous men
—“chaperones
on the job yet.”
I almost blew it.
She hadn’t really wanted bodyguards, but she didn’t mind being around these two studs.

Kyle lowered his sunglasses and sent her a wicked wink, which gave her a nice little tingle. Aaron remained as stoic as he’d been since she’d met him.

She took a sip of the water. “I hope Phoenix enjoys the show as much as Houston seemed to.”

“Of course they will,” Stephanie said. “Everyone loves your new album.”

“You always say that for every album.”

“And guess what, sweetheart. I’m always right, too.”

“So you say.” She laughed. Stephanie had done more for her than anyone in her entire life. “I can’t believe I’m up this early. Seven o’clock. Crazy.”

“Why don’t you lean back and shut your eyes, Gya?” Kyle smiled, causing her to catch her breath.
God, he’s good looking. And nice.
“We have at least forty more minutes before we arrive at the airport.”

“I better ask the
boss
, don’t you think?” She’d begun referring to Aaron that way ever since last night. She found his serious demeanor mesmerizing and challenging as well. “What do you say? Am I allowed to doze off, boss?”

“Yes.” His single syllable answer came from deep within his muscled chest. It vibrated along her skin, making her shiver.

What was it about this man that so unhinged her? Everything.

“Good.” She leaned back. “I’ve never been able to sleep in a moving vehicle before.”

Kyle reached over and touched the back of her hand, delivering a spark that shot up her arm and down her body. “Just try, Gya. It’s been a long night for you. You might be able to doze off.”

“Okay.” She closed her eyes, feeling the vibration of the engine on her body.

Gya floated in the water of the Crystal Dream Hotel’s pool under the watchful eyes of Aaron and Kyle, standing on the edge.

Why am I naked in a public place?

No one seemed to care except for Aaron and Kyle, who were also naked but still wearing their sunglasses. Given her past, trust didn’t come easy, but for some reason she trusted them with all her heart. They wouldn’t hurt her. Ever.

“Wouldn’t you two like to join me? The water is so nice.” She could feel her skin tingling from the water’s ripples.
Or was it their kisses. Kisses? But they were just standing on the edge of the pool.

Not anymore. Now, she was in their arms on her bed, being kissed by them into a state of oblivion. Her lips throbbed as they squeezed her body between their muscled frames. She tingled from head to toe, relishing every intimate touch they gave her.

Aaron’s fingers traced her shoulders as he devoured her lips once again. Kyle kissed the back of her neck and ran his hands down her sides. In their arms she could just be. She didn’t have to worry about stalkers or concerts or anything. They were in control. They were in charge. She was safe.

She loved when Kyle moved his hand up to her breasts and pinched her nipples, sending shivers down her back.

Aaron traced her lips with his tongue and then sent it into her mouth. The intimacy of their kiss made her tingle. She removed his sunglasses and stared into his mesmerizing blue eyes, which were wide open, gazing back at her. When she felt his hand glide over her pussy, her eyes closed and a moan escaped her lips.

The room spun and when it slowed down, they and the bed had been transported to a stage in a sold-out stadium. The crowd cheered their approval, which seemed to spur on Aaron and Kyle even more. They kissed and caressed her into a dizzying state of arousal, touching every inch of her body with their hands and mouths.

Closing her eyes, she writhed on the bed and heard the audience rise to their feet. When she opened them again, Aaron and Kyle were back in their suits wearing their sunglass and off the bed.

“No. Please. Don’t stop.”

An earthquake shook the entire stage and she nearly fell off the bed. She brought out her arms, trying to steady herself. Her fingers touched muscles.

“Are you okay, Gya?” Aaron asked.

She opened her eyes, and looked into his blue orbs. He’d removed his sunglasses.

Wait. This isn’t the stadium. This is the limo. Oh God. What did he hear?

She leaned back, removing her hand from his chest.
It was only a dream.

She tried to catch her breath, which was difficult since erotic rumblings still moved through her body. “I’m perfectly fine, Mr. Strait. I just dozed off.”

Kyle leaned forward. “Were you having a nightmare?”

“No. Why in the world would you ask that?”

He shrugged. “You seemed agitated. You were talking in your sleep.”

What did I say?
“I wasn’t dreaming anything at all,” she lied, feeling her cheeks burn hot. “It must’ve been the bumps in the road.”

“I’m sure that’s it.” Stephanie smiled, clearly realizing she wasn’t telling the whole truth. “We’re here.”

The limo came to a stop by the plane. Sharon, the promoter of the tour, stood by a rental car on the tarmac.

She was about to open the door when both Stephanie’s and Aaron’s cells rang at the same time.

“It’s Sam, my man on the ground at your house in Malibu,” Aaron said, bringing his phone up to his ear. “Sam, what’s the status there?”

“This is Sky.” Stephanie answered her call from her assistant. “Hello. Slow down, Sky. A what?”

Gya felt her gut tighten, hearing one side of Stephanie and Sky’s conversation and seeing Aaron’s free hand curl into a fist. “What’s going on?”

“Hold on.” Aaron held up his hand.

Not liking being in the dark, she grabbed the handle of the limo door.

Kyle moved to the seat next to her. “Let’s stay put until we hear what’s happening in Malibu, okay?”

She crossed her arms over her chest, and in a sharp tone answered, “Fine. You’re the boss.”

Why do I have to be so bitchy?
Of the two brothers, Kyle was the gentler one, though she was pretty certain he could be firm at times, too.

“Sam, search the property for any clues for who was behind this.”

Gya felt her pulse burning through her veins. “Behind what?”

Stephanie’s eyes welled up. Whatever Sky had told her wasn’t good news, that was for certain. “Gya’s insurance papers are in my filing cabinet at the office. Call her agent as soon as you get back there, Sky.”

Insurance papers?
“What the hell is happening, Stephanie? I want to know now.”

Aaron turned to her. “Your house is on fire. Looks like arson.”

* * * *

When Kyle saw Gya’s jaw drop, he grabbed her hand. “It’s just a house. You’re safe.”

She closed her eyes and nodded. “I’m okay. Just trying to take it all in.”

Not only beautiful, but also tough.
What a woman.

“How bad is it?” She opened her eyes and looked at both Aaron and Stephanie, who had ended their calls.