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After wandering for about ten minutes, my feet led me east out of the woods to a small pebbled beach.
Apparently exploring the island meant going to see what Levi was doing.
It hadn’t been my intention. At least not consciously. My stupid lusty subconscious.
As I stood there staring at the calm waters, bubbles burbled up and a blond head broke the surface. Water cascaded over Levi as he rose out of the depths and walked toward shore. His muscled chest was bare and hairless. A patterned tribal tattoo extended up his left pec to his shoulder and down his bicep. His blue swim jammers were skin tight and left nothing to the imagination. Absolutely nothing.
Holy hell was he gorgeous.
Remembering him in the SUV with me. His hard body over mine, pounding into me… I almost forgot to breathe.
When he saw me standing there, Levi smiled, and I had to grab the skinny tree beside me to help me stay standing. I managed to raise my hand and give him a little wave. “Hi.”
“Hello sweetling. Come for another swimming lesson?” Levi winked and crooked his finger at me.
I had a feeling if I protested that I didn’t have a swimsuit, it wouldn’t matter to him. And I suddenly realized that I didn’t care either.
Chapter Eighteen
My request to talk about the recent events and the individuals involved had been ignored all day. I wasn’t a person to repeat myself. I asked once when I’d arrived in the morning at Grant’s grand house on the south coast of Washington state and relieved the guards from the night shift. The senator had heard me, and he’d been purposely ignoring my presence all day.
The bastard should still be in the hospital, but after the incident the previous day, he bullied his way out and hired a nurse to care for him in his home. A busty young blonde who batted her eyelashes at him and flashed her cleavage every chance she got. Grant didn’t ignoreher.
This was not an Alpha who cared for the Omega he was going to claim. He didn’t ask how Callista was and how he might contact her. In fact, I hadn’t heard Callista’s name once from his lips all day.
My anger simmered, growing hotter as the eight hour shift rolled on. I kept the lid on it, but I was tempted to put a target on his forehead so the assassins wouldn’t miss next time.
I’d taken Van with me and put him on duty outside the house. He was fucking furious to have to work security for Grant again, but Van needed to remember this was our job. He had to put all personal feelings aside and maintain The Praetorian Guard’s integrity. I needed him to prove to me that he could still do it, but I was wise enough to not give him a post in the same room as Grant.
The senator had a whole new team of assistants who zipped around his house doing various things. All of them had been thoroughly searched before coming inside. At least there would be no shooters sneaking in dressed as nurses today.
Not that I expected any more hits on Grant. I was certain that Callista was the intended target, and as long as we kept the two separated, there shouldn’t be any further assassination attempts on the senator.
Callista, on the other hand… I didn’t know yet how far the assailants would go. Were they done proving their point to Julian Birk? Or were they still under Birk’s control and he wouldn’t stop until there was a kidnapping?
I would find the truth. Until then, Callista was safe on Haverhill. No one knew we were located on the island. Neither Grant nor Birk knew the exact location.
The thought of Callista warmed me from within. And I had been having a lot of thoughts about her lately. Her sweet laughter, her amazing bravery, and the delicious taste of her drenched pussy.
I pushed those sorts of thoughts away for the hundredth time. She was going to be claimed by Grant. As much as I disliked the man, it was her decision. She’d made it clear that was what her future would be.
And fuck, I admired her devotion to her promises too. Callista was perfect, and maybe in time, Grant would fully appreciate what he had.
I glanced at the clock. It was nearly four. The next shift would arrive soon. I gritted my teeth. I didn’t want to have to ask a second time. The senator knew we needed to talk.
The vapid nurse giggled at something Grant said and pressed her breasts against his shoulder. He whispered something else to her and she straightened with a dimpled smile. “Of course, senator. I’ll see your coffee is made exactly the way you like it.”
Always sending females to fetch things for him. It wasn’t a nurse’s job to make coffee. Just like it hadn’t been Callista’s job to feed him and his staff.
Grant waved her off, and she practically skipped out of his large office. His smile dropped the second she was gone from the room. “Close the door and sit down, Mr. Wyndham.” He closed his laptop and the open file on his desk. “I’m assuming this won’t take too much time.”
It should have taken half the morning, but the senator was more concerned about what his staff was posting for him on social media. “It depends on several factors, senator.” I took a seat in front of his desk. “How have you been feeling? Are you getting everything you need here? Do you perhaps need more medical staff? I’ve only seen one nurse.”
“I’m fine, I’m fine.” Grant waved dismissively. “I don’t need anyone fussing over me.”
“I’m just concerned for your well being.”
“And I thank you for that.Youhave done your job well. Some of your other employees could use a lesson in respect, though.” Grant smirked, and I clenched my jaw. “I have been considering hiring you as my own personal bodyguard. It would be a high profile position and pay extremely well. It’s an honor many others are scrambling to attain.”
