Murder, Escorts & My Unwanted Biker Bodyguard
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“You’re not going back to work.”
“You don’t get to decide that.”
“I do when the man sitting beside you was murdered.”
Stone stepped closer. “Walk out that door, Fox, and I’ll follow.”
“To protect me?”
His jaw tightened. “To make damn sure you come back.”
——————
Getting involved with my biker bodyguard was never part of the plan.
Neither was watching one of his brothers die in front of me.
Now I’m the only witness to Tiny Benson’s murder, someone wants me dead, and Jaxon “Stone” Hayes has decided keeping me alive is his personal responsibility.
Fine.
We can keep this simple.
Casual sex. No promises. No expectations. And absolutely no pretending whatever is happening between us means more than it does.
There’s just one problem.
I’m not giving up Stormie Fox.
For years, I’ve been Stormie Fox, a high-end escort who gets invited into rooms most investigators could never reach. Tiny died helping me uncover something dangerous, and I refuse to abandon the investigation he left behind.
Which means Stone has to do the one thing neither of us is prepared for.
Stand guard while I go back to work.
He says he can handle it.
I say I can keep sex and feelings separate.
We’re both lying.
Because every client I see makes Stone a little more possessive. Every night he spends protecting me makes it harder to remember why we agreed to keep things casual. And the closer we get to the truth behind Tiny’s murder, the harder it becomes to hide the secret that started my investigation in the first place.
Stone thinks he’s protecting me from whoever killed Tiny.
He doesn’t know they’re the reason Stormie Fox exists.
“You don’t get to decide that.”
“I do when the man sitting beside you was murdered.”
Stone stepped closer. “Walk out that door, Fox, and I’ll follow.”
“To protect me?”
His jaw tightened. “To make damn sure you come back.”
——————
Getting involved with my biker bodyguard was never part of the plan.
Neither was watching one of his brothers die in front of me.
Now I’m the only witness to Tiny Benson’s murder, someone wants me dead, and Jaxon “Stone” Hayes has decided keeping me alive is his personal responsibility.
Fine.
We can keep this simple.
Casual sex. No promises. No expectations. And absolutely no pretending whatever is happening between us means more than it does.
There’s just one problem.
I’m not giving up Stormie Fox.
For years, I’ve been Stormie Fox, a high-end escort who gets invited into rooms most investigators could never reach. Tiny died helping me uncover something dangerous, and I refuse to abandon the investigation he left behind.
Which means Stone has to do the one thing neither of us is prepared for.
Stand guard while I go back to work.
He says he can handle it.
I say I can keep sex and feelings separate.
We’re both lying.
Because every client I see makes Stone a little more possessive. Every night he spends protecting me makes it harder to remember why we agreed to keep things casual. And the closer we get to the truth behind Tiny’s murder, the harder it becomes to hide the secret that started my investigation in the first place.
Stone thinks he’s protecting me from whoever killed Tiny.
He doesn’t know they’re the reason Stormie Fox exists.















































