LAYLA For the last two years Lachlan has been my personal bodyguard. Although I don€t feel in danger and don€t need someone constantly watching me, because it€s Lachlan, I can€t help but feel safe. I love him. He is big and strong, with training that makes him deadly. Anyone who is stupid enough to cross him learns that swiftly. But I€m too afraid to tell him how much I want him. I€m too afraid to tell him that I crave him. LACHLAN I was hired to be her bodyguard, to make sure she was safe because her father is a senator. But even if her father hadn€t hired me, I wouldn€t have been able to leave her alone. I love her, want her as mine, and I need to show Layla that she was meant for me. I need to show her that if anyone looks at her, speaks to her, or thinks they have a right to touch her, I€ll lay them out and not think twice. She is my world, and no one but me will have her. I€m done waiting. It€s time I make Layla mine. Warning: Have a neck brace on hand because this story will give you whiplash. It€s short and to the point, but that€s how we like them. It€s not lacking in the heat department, has an over-the-top alpha hero, and a sweet virgin heroine. No worries, though; you get a safe read with a Happily Ever After and some baby making in the process.