I didn't mean for this hot billionaire stranger to suddenly become my bodyguard; it just kind of happened...
I first met Jonathan Black on my weekly florist visit. His tousled dark hair, black suit, and deep brown eyes stood out in the sea of bright colors.
The second time, we shared a smile.
The third time, I needed his help. So, I hung on to his muscle-toned arm and let him walk me to my car.
The fourth time, he became my bodyguard...