Chapter Twenty

Hillary sighed, like he was tired of the topic. "Sweetheart, I know you love your freedom and independence. I'm proud of you. I love that you are that way, but you need a bodyguard now. Just ignore him... Pretend that he is not there and you will be fine. You will get used to it"

Kimberly shut her eyes tightly and gripped the ends of the table. There was definitely no way she was ever going to get used to Asher Adams following her around. She thought. And she was going to always be aware of his presence. She couldn't just pretend that he wasn't there. She was aware of every part of the man. She spent almost twenty four hours with the man and somehow he found a way into her brain. How was she ever going to get any thing done?

"He's not very nice, Dad. I don't like him" she said when she opened her eyes.

"He's supposed to be your bodyguard, Kim. Not your Bestie. He's not supposed to be 'nice' because being nice is not his job" Hillary