His to Watch

Tatianna loves the quiet of the museum after dark.

A shy archivist who spends her days cataloging ancient artifacts and forgotten paintings, she prefers the silent company of history to the chaos of people.

Most nights, the museum empties and she disappears into the rows of exhibits no one else bothers to notice.

She thinks no one notices her, either.

She’s wrong.

Jerald has watched over the museum for months.

The massive night security guard barely speaks, barely moves, barely draws attention to himself.

But he sees everything.

Especially her.

Every late shift.

Every soft smile she gives the artifacts like they’re old friends.

Every quiet moment she thinks no one is watching.

He’s been admiring her from afar for months.

Waiting.

Then one night the doors lock early, the alarms set, and the two of them are accidentally sealed inside the museum until morning.

The building falls silent.

The lights dim.

And the enormous guard who’s spent months pretending he doesn’t want her finally stops pretending.

Because the moment Jerald realizes they’re alone all night, something possessive snaps into place deep in his chest.

She’s his.

Now the silent giant who’s been watching her from the shadows is done keeping his distance.

She’ll stay close to him.

Under his protection.

Right where he can keep her safe.

Forever.

And heaven help the man who thinks he can take her away.

Because Jerald didn’t spend months guarding the museum just to lose the one treasure that finally matters.

Jerald spent months keeping his distance. Now he’s done pretending she isn’t his.

This instalove romance features forced proximity in a locked museum, a massive silent security guard hero, a shy heroine, obsessive “she’s mine” devotion, and protective alpha energy. Watch out: this one is going to burn up the pages!