Bodyguard

"So this is your new bodyguard." Tiffany opens the door and in walks a tall girl, wearing black Vans, black jeans and a black leather jacket. I frown and dryly laugh.

"I thought I was in serious danger? You expect her to fucking protect me?" The girl smirks at my words and strides towards me.

"Hi, I'm Anna, nice to meet you too. I'll be your bodyguard for god knows how long, so you might as well get over your pathetic little self and deal with it." What the hell? Nobody talks to me like that, who does this Amber think she is. I stand right in front of her in attempt to tower over her.

She raises her eyebrows and huffs, me failing to intimidate her. Fuck, she's tall. I'm surprised when she gently places her hand at the back of my neck and positions her face right next to my ear. Her hot breath tickles as she quietly whispers.

"Oh, and I'm your girlfriend, too."