Pretty Girl by Alexa Riley

Pretty Girl by Alexa Riley

Author:Alexa Riley [Riley, Alexa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-01T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Nine

Mila

I play with the end of my dress, feeling a little shy as I think about all the things we did. I had his cock in my mouth. I touched myself until I came, right in front of him. I still have traces of his cum on my breasts under the dress. I can smell him. I peek over at him. His face is unreadable, but he has a possessive arm around me.

“There are going to be a lot of pictures,” I tell Jax, wondering how he’s going to react to that. I’ve been doing this a long time and I’m still not used to all the cameras at times. It can be a lot to take in.

“Where you go I go.” He strokes his thumb over my bare arm.

“Good.” I lay my head on his shoulder. “We don’t have to stay long. Just enough for them to get some pictures. Press is always good for things like this.”

“You care a lot about this.”

I nod and smile. “I’ve always loved dogs. I could never have one because I travel so much, but this is something I can be a part of. It makes me feel like I’m making a little bit of a difference in the world and that I’m not just a pretty face,” I admit.

“You’re more than a pretty face. I knew that the moment you walked into that dressing room. I could feel it. See it. It’s in your eyes. Others see it, too. It floats around you. I can feel it in the air.”

I turn to look at him, my eyes filling with tears. “That’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me.”

His other hand comes up to stroke my cheek. “Do you not want to do this anymore?” His eyes roam over my face and I know he’s trying to get a read on me. He’s good at reading people, I’ve noticed. His eyes take everything in. I’m pretty sure he’s aware of every breath I take.

“It’s all I know.” I drop back in my seat. What else would I do? I didn’t go to college. I got my GED online.

“You’re young. You can do anything.” He keeps stroking my arm, and I wonder what I would have done if I’d never been a model. How different my life would have been. Where I might be right now. When I peek back over at Jax, I know I’m happy this is the path I took in life. It brought me to this man. He’s unlike anyone I’ve ever meet before. But he’s right. I don’t have to do this anymore. Heck, I could retire if I wanted and do something else, though my mom might fly off the handle at that idea. I can still hear her words: “Mila, you only have a few more good years before you aren’t so pretty anymore.”

“Did you always want to be a bodyguard?” I ask, realizing how little I actually know about him. It feels like I’ve known him so much longer than I have.



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