"A lot of people get cars and presents for their 18th Birthday. Me? I jumped into a pool to discover a world that shouldn't exist outside of a storybook."
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A magical sec...
I walked out of the bathroom after slathering myself in lotion and saw that Eric just sat on my bed, staring at me. I felt my body heat up a bit but I'm going to blame it on the hot shower I just took.
I look at him for a few minutes wondering what he's still doing in my room. He was still shirtless which was not helping my focus. I tied my hair up when I finally snapped out of my haze.
"Um...aren't you going to get ready?"
He looks at me sheepishly. "I don't know what to do."
He was too adorable when he was nervous. "Follow me."
I lead the way to my parents' room while still in my towel, so I hurried up. I opened up the door and walked straight to their closet. I opened it up to grab some casual clothes. I thought to avoid dad's favourite clothes but realised that he wasn't going to need them. And he definitely wasn't going to need or use them in the foreseeable future.
I grabbed a plain white T-shirt and pair of jeans that looked like it would fit him and a black leather jacket that I was sure Dad never wore before. I threw them on the bed.
"You can use anything in the bathroom. They won't mind. There's shoes down here that you can try on." I said while looking for my father's service gun. Just as a safety precaution. I found it in its holster. I grabbed it and turned around only to come face to face with him. He was standing behind me the entire time.
I looked up into his chocolate brown eyes. He raised an eyebrow again and nearly caused my heart to skip a beat.
Suddenly aware of our proximity and how very naked I am, I walked away from him towards the bathroom and motioned for him to follow.
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After nearly 15 minutes of showing him how to operate the shower and the toilet, I left. Especially when he just started undoing the drawstrings of his pants. I ran away before I could see anything more.
I ran into my room. Face flushed and heart trying to break my ribs as it pounded.
The symptoms were there. I officially had a crush on my bodyguard.
Oooh la la! Swooning hard core over here.
I rolled my eyes at my own thoughts. But it was an undeniable fact. I mean, has anyone noticed him? He was gorgeous.
I went to my closet and picked out my favourite hoodie with a pair of jeans. After throwing it over a sports bra and a black T-shirt.
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I chuck my shoes on and dab a little perfume before I head to my parents room to collect my bewildered bodyguard.
My one hour was nearly up and I hoped I didn't have to dress him.
My eyes widened as I processed that thought. My eyes, almost as if ashamed went to the floor.
Do not think about dressing him! Or him getting dressed. Or undressed or whatever. He is here to protect and he probably takes his job too seriously to like y-
