Forbidden Access: A thrilling, fake marriage, bodyguard romance by Gemma Ford

Author:Gemma Ford [Ford, Gemma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mortlake Press
Published: 2024-08-20T00:00:00+00:00

Thorn couldn’t remember walking down the mountain. The journey back to the hotel was a blur, the winding alleyways a vague memory. She didn’t recall stepping into the cold shower, scrubbing off the sweat, the dirt, and the raw, unbridled lust that had built up during their hike.

It was only when she emerged, shivering and dazed, that her brain cleared just enough to process what had happened.

Okay, so he’d proved his point.

Big deal.

It still didn’t mean they should be involved.

If anything, it proved her point—that she couldn’t do her job when her mind was so consumed by him. Take the last hour, for example. They could have been ambushed by bandits, blown up by rebels, or attacked by wild animals on the way down the mountain, and she wouldn’t have noticed.

He’d left her shattered and shaking, torn up inside. The fire he’d ignited hadn’t simply gone out; instead, it burned like a hot, glowing coal, leaving her sweaty, frustrated, and more than a little aroused.

Damn, Damian.

When they’d gotten back, he’d left her alone to grab a pack of beers from the store. She’d let him go, desperately needing the time to regroup, to try to make sense of what had happened out there.

The ice-cold shower had calmed her down, given her some perspective. This had to stop. But how was she going to tell him he couldn’t manhandle her like that—even if it was to prove a point? Damian wasn’t the type of man to take no for an answer.

That smug look on his handsome face hadn’t helped either. It had only made her madder, more frustrated.

By the time he got back from the store, she’d regained some of her composure. “Damian, we need to talk.”

Instead of answering, he handed her a wrapped parcel. “I got you something.”

Trust him to throw her completely off balance.

She stared at the package. “You got me a gift?”

He grinned, his eyes crinkling at the corners, looking for all the world like a pleased little boy who’d done something clever. Why did that tug at her heartstrings? “It’s more of a disguise than a gift.”

Intrigued, she pulled open the wrapping, and out tumbled a knee-length blue dress with a subtle floral pattern. She held it up, the fabric flowing over her hands. It was off the shoulder, cinched at the waist, then flared out to her knees.

“It’s gorgeous,” she said hesitantly, not wanting to appear ungrateful. “But I’m not sure it’s me.”

“I’ve seen you in your wedding dress, remember?”

Damn. She had loved the feel of the silk on her skin, the way it swished around her legs. She hated that he knew that, that he had her all figured out.

How?

She hadn’t shown him any more of herself than she had others, yet he’d read her like an open book, like one of his crypto programs. Now he was pressing her buttons, making her do things, feel things, that she never normally would.

This had to stop.

“It’ll help you blend in,” he said, peeling off his shirt.

Oh, God.

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