Can't Run (Danger and Desire Book 1) by Caroline M. Townes Read Free Book Online

unfortunately, he wasn’t much of a man who liked workplace politics. He left the military at his first contract re-up but after dedicating so much time he had no real skills outside of the military.
    He went into private security to have a little more control over his life, and for the money, of course money played a role. He took this job because he thought it would be easy, following a spoiled trust fund baby around. It turned out that babysitting was anything but easy.
    He had followed her around for weeks, he was hired following a threat that had been made on her family when she was in London. His travel and food expenses would be covered and it paid well. It truthfully seemed like a great gig.
    The first time he saw Sara, she was in the library sitting by herself flipping through books. She had her thick framed glasses on, her long blonde hair fell into her face, and was gently cursing under her breath. He sat behind her and watched her for hours, her soft movements were mesmerizing.
    The more he watched her the more enthralled he became. She was evidently a kind hearted woman, the kind of woman who would take a homeless man to the grocery store and buy him food. She was the kind of woman who would try to be the mediator in an argument, and never look down on anyone who was speaking to her.
    One night while she was at dinner with her friends he sat at the bar, as he usually did when watching her, on the phone with her father. Mr. Bexley had been growing more and more concerned about Sara, and was sure that someone was going to try to inflict harm upon her.
    “Why don’t you tell her about the danger?” Eric asked, “It’s only a matter of time before she spots me and realizes that I’m following her.”
    “No, I don’t want to worry her. She’ll ask too many questions that I simply can’t answer yet.”
    “What do you want me to do if she sees me?” he asked.
    “Whatever it takes to protect her,” Came her father’s firm reply, “Just keep my baby safe.”
    “Yes sir.”
    He had just gotten off the phone with Mr. Bexley when a man sat beside him at the bar and ordered bourbon on the rocks. He glanced in the direction Eric was looking in, “What a prize,” the man said drunkenly referring to Sara who was engaged in a lively and evidently humorous conversation with her friends, “looks like we got the best seats in the house.”
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Eric said bulkily, turning and facing the stranger.
    “You know exactly what I am talking about, I see you looking at her,” the man smirked, wrapping his fat greasy fingers around his glass and taking a sip of his drink, “I like them virginal too. Nothing like ruining an innocent.”
    The man chuckled to himself, while Eric’s body tensed. The creep could have been a threat, though he probably wasn’t, just a creep. He clenched his hand into a fist and took a deep calming breath.
    Sara laughed amongst her friends, not knowing that she was being stared at by most of the men in the restaurant. Her hair was tied up on top of her head in a way that drew attention to her beautiful long neck, her natural beauty stood out, although she wore trendy dark lipstick. She wore a strapless white dress, which maybe did make her look a little virginal, but that wasn’t for anyone to say. Especially that creep.
    The man kept staring, “Well if you’re not going to do anything, I think I’m going to send over some drinks.”
    Eric ignored him, and stared down at his own club soda and lime trying to calm the unnecessary rage that was flowing through him.
    The old creep ordered sugar-drop martinis and asked for them to be sent over. As the bartender turned around to fetch a tray the man emptied a capsule into the drink and winked at Eric who was now seething.
    “Nothing wrong with helping them girls have a little more fun,” the man said nonchalantly.
    Eric was surprised that flames weren’t dancing in his eyes as he stood up and