Safe With You by Kirsten DeMuzio Read Free Book Online

exchanged a glance and Wyatt said, “Lindsay, this is Dominic Abruzzi.”  He paused for a moment like he didn’t want to say any more.  He exhaled and continued, “We work for Roland.”  He was watching me carefully for my reaction.
    My mind was spinning as it processed what he had just said.  Roland Westwood was my father’s oldest friend and owned a private security firm.  Wyatt had told me he worked in private security, and I suddenly knew that Dominic looked familiar because I had seen him around over the last few weeks.  All of Wyatt’s strange behavior over the last month suddenly made sense - his backing out of dinner after my dad called, him not being free to be in a relationship with me, all the times he said he had something to tell me.  As the realization of what was going on hit me, I dropped my hand from Wyatt’s and took a step away from him.
    “Holy shit, Taryn!  Wyatt’s your bodyguard,” Lindsay said.  I heard her and had already come to the same conclusion, but I couldn’t look away from Wyatt.  His expression was pained as he looked down at his empty hand I had just released.  Tears filled my eyes, but I looked up to the ceiling and blinked them back.  Dominic’s phone beeped and he checked it before saying, “The cars are here.  Let’s go.”  Dominic led Lindsay outside first where she smiled and posed for the photographers.  He rolled his eyes and dragged her into a black SUV.  Wyatt put his arm around my shoulder and tucked me into his body, shielding my face from the flashes of the cameras.  He opened the back door of a second black SUV and helped me in before climbing in behind me and shutting the door.
    I turned to look out the tinted window a s we pulled away from the club and tried to sort through my emotions.  I was pissed that my dad didn’t tell me he had security following me, and I was pissed that Wyatt hadn’t told me either, especially after we had started this – whatever it was.  But more than anything I felt heartbroken that maybe this thing between Wyatt and me wasn’t real.  Was he just using me?  In my heart I knew he wouldn’t do that to me, but my head wondered if I was just being naïve.
    I could feel Wyatt’s eyes on me and the silence between us was heavy, but I didn’t want to talk to him with another one of Roland’s men in the seat in front of us driving.  Wyatt sighed heavily and I saw him rub a hand over his face from the corner of my eye.  “ Taryn,” he said quietly, “I need to call your dad and fill him in on the situation.”  I nodded, still not looking at him.  He pressed one button and held his phone up to his ear.  Apparently he had my dad on speed dial.
    “Mr. Ross, it’s Hunter here…Yes, she’s fine.  She was at a club tonight and the press showed up.  It seems they had been tipped off about Taryn’s location as well as your rumored run for President…We don’t know for sure, but we suspect Ryan Harper gave away her location…Yes, sir.  I feel the same way about him…We are on the way to your place.  She’s here with me now…”  He held the phone out to me, and I snatched it from him and held it to my ear.  “Dad.”
    “ Taryn, are you okay?”
    “Yes, I’m fine.  Although I don’t like finding out from a reporter that you’re running for President.  And I don’t like that you didn’t tell me you had me under surveillance,” I snapped.  “Taryn, darling.  I’m so sorry.  I knew you wouldn’t like the idea of security and I didn’t want to upset you during your final weeks of the school year.  I have not decided about running yet.  Your mother and I were planning to discuss this with you soon.  Someone leaked it to the press.”
    “ It’s okay, Dad.  I just wish you would trust me to handle stuff like this.  I’m not fragile.  I’m not going to break down at the first sign of stress.”  From the day they brought me home, my parents had always protected me from