Special Forces: Operation Alpha: Cowboy D-Force (Kindle Worlds Novella) (Brotherhood Protectors Book 4)

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Authors: Elle James
get it anywhere near to what it used to be. He’d also said it would never be the same. Duke would have to adjust to a new normal.
    Just like his job. He wasn’t one of the prestigious Delta Force team anymore. He’d have to adjust to the new normal lifestyle of a rent-a-bodyguard. There was no shame in making a living in an environment where people weren’t shooting at him.
    Then why was he missing the sound of gunfire and the rush of adrenalin it gave him when he charged into battle?
    Most of all, he missed his brothers. Fort Hood seemed a very long way from the Love Land Ranch.
    He found the guest room at the top of the stairs, first door on the right, and entered, placing his duffle bag on the floor. The bed was a giant, king-sized four-poster with thick wooden cannon balls on each corner post. The mattress was covered in a white duvet and piles of feather pillows. A man could lose his women in a bed that size.
    Duke unzipped his duffle and fished out a pair of black trousers and a gray polo shirt Hank had given him with the Brotherhood Protectors logo embroidered on the left breast. He figured the outfit would be dressy enough for a bodyguard, without going into the over-the-top stereotype of men dressed in black suits, wearing mirrored sunglasses. He’d ask Miss Love what kind of uniform she expected. Not that he’d necessarily agree to wear it, if it was too hot or too stiff. He needed the ability to run fast (well, as fast as his knee would take him) dive, roll, leap and fight his way out of any situation. Constrictive clothing wasn’t conducive to most of those activities.
    A door at the side of his room led into an ensuite bathroom with a man-sized shower and a claw-foot tub. Again, he imagined Miss Love bathing naked in the tub, bubbles barely covering the tops of her breasts as she leaned her head back and smiled.
    And again, his cock hardened and caused him distress in the still-damp denim.
    Trying without much success to put Miss Love’s gorgeous body out of his thoughts, he peeled off the wet clothes and slung them over the side of the tub. Then he stepped beneath the showerhead and turned on the cold water, full blast. If he had any hope of chilling his desire, the water would have to be icy cold. His client had a body that could stop a Mack truck. Slim in all the right places, taut enough to bounce a quarter off her belly and smooth, silky skin stretched over firm muscles.
    No matter how long he stood under the shower, his desire refused to abate, and her royal pain in the ass wouldn’t wait forever for him to get over his hard-on. She’d want that drink he should have gotten her before they’d both had gone for a swim.
    He shut off the water, dried his body and dropped his towel. A knock on the door of the bedroom startled him into grabbing the towel from the floor and wrapping it around his waist.
    “Yeah,” he said, loud enough whoever was on the other side would hear.
    “Phillip and the camera crew are here.” Lena said. “Look alive. I need you downstairs ASAP.”
    The woman sounded more like a drill sergeant than an actress. The firm tone of command lingered in the air and spurred Duke to hurry into his clothes, pull on a dry pair of shoes and head downstairs.
    Lena stood by the front entrance, a forced smile stretching her lips across her teeth. Her publicist stood by her side, holding the door as half a dozen men and women entered, passing by Miss Love in their hurry to get inside the famous actress’s personal domain.
    One by one, the journalists and the crews wandered room by room. Miss Love enlisted the assistance of the housekeeper to explain the layout of the house and the names of each of the suites.
    Keeping a close eye on the guests and the camera man, Duke edged closer to Lena, ready to leap in front of her should someone get too close.
    At last they worked their way into the master suite. Everyone was suitably impressed with the beautiful, modern king-size bed with its soft

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