He shakes his head. "You're going to stay at my place tonight."
I gape at him. "Um, what?" Maybe I heard him wrong.
He repeats, enunciating every word, "You're. Going. To. Stay. At. My. Place. Tonight."
My pulse races as I ask, "Why?"
"You might still be a security risk."
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A sexy short story about a young woman and a handsome security guard!
I gape at him. "Um, what?" Maybe I heard him wrong.
He repeats, enunciating every word, "You're. Going. To. Stay. At. My. Place. Tonight."
My pulse races as I ask, "Why?"
"You might still be a security risk."
WORD COUNT: 3,700
A sexy short story about a young woman and a handsome security guard!