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Name of this eBook: Mister Bodyguard by Ivy Oliver
eBook Description:
I’ve always been adventurous, but my new bodyguard makes me go wild…
Stuck in the desert with a crazy stuntman, insane script, and cheap sets, I’m the star in the world’s worst movie. On top of that, I have a sexy-as-sin bodyguard watching my every move, hired to protect me -and the production- from myself. He’s always there, and I can’t get him out of my head.
Lucas Baxter, a six foot slab of stud with a rock hard bod, arrogant swagger, and take-no-prisoners attitude. Suddenly I’m up at the crack of dawn when I’m used to the crack of noon. His job is to keep me safe, but his role is to keep me in line… and I’m loving every minute of it. I can’t think when he’s around, not with his rippling muscles sweating in the desert heat.
As soon as I laid eyes on him my long-suppressed attraction to men came roaring back. Forget the script, the only lines I want to learn are the cut shape of his muscular body, and the only thing I want to know is the haunting longing behind his eyes. One look from him and my mask slips, and I’m shaken to the core.
I’m ready to take the plunge. I know if I run he’ll catch me, and our game of cat and mouse will end with him taking me, heart and soul… but I might lose it all.
eBook Description:
I’ve always been adventurous, but my new bodyguard makes me go wild…
Stuck in the desert with a crazy stuntman, insane script, and cheap sets, I’m the star in the world’s worst movie. On top of that, I have a sexy-as-sin bodyguard watching my every move, hired to protect me -and the production- from myself. He’s always there, and I can’t get him out of my head.
Lucas Baxter, a six foot slab of stud with a rock hard bod, arrogant swagger, and take-no-prisoners attitude. Suddenly I’m up at the crack of dawn when I’m used to the crack of noon. His job is to keep me safe, but his role is to keep me in line… and I’m loving every minute of it. I can’t think when he’s around, not with his rippling muscles sweating in the desert heat.
As soon as I laid eyes on him my long-suppressed attraction to men came roaring back. Forget the script, the only lines I want to learn are the cut shape of his muscular body, and the only thing I want to know is the haunting longing behind his eyes. One look from him and my mask slips, and I’m shaken to the core.
I’m ready to take the plunge. I know if I run he’ll catch me, and our game of cat and mouse will end with him taking me, heart and soul… but I might lose it all.
