Her Shield (The Uncut Series Book 1) by D. Camille

before turning the contents upside down on the bed. Fuming she returned to the kitchen where Marc was now making plates.
      “Give me my phone!” she yelled.
    He didn't turn to her. “I can't risk you calling anyone.”
      “You can't just go through my things and take them!” she yelled getting frustrated with the whole situation.
      “It's for your safety.”
      Isis was so frustrated that tears began to well in her eyes. “I didn't ask for this...I don't want to be here.”
      Marc turned to her and saw her tears. Quietly he walked over to where she stood and looked down at her. His gray eyes were serious. “Isis, I will do anything necessary to protect you, even from your own father if I have to.”
      “I'll never lie to you. I am sending your father to prison for the crimes he has committed.”
      He lifted her face to his. “Now you have to decide if I'm still the man you want to be involved with. We haven't passed any points that we can't go back to.”
      “If you want me to be Agent Graham and protect you until this is over then walk out of your life, I will do that, but if you want to be Marcus and Isis, everything has to be out front and on the table. Otherwise, we're just playing games. I've told you that I want to take you and not just while we're here on this mountain. So what do you want Princess?”
      As Isis stared up into his face, her heart shouted, “You!” Her head however, wondered how she could survive possibly losing her father to jail, and the fact that the man she wanted so badly had sent him there. Marcus could be so cold and matter-of-fact with everything, but a part of her truly appreciated his honesty. She didn't want someone who would lie or try to deceive her.
      “Marcus, I don't want to play games.” She placed a hand on his chest. “I want you to take me. I wish you could take me away from all of this. It's all so confusing and I don't know what to believe.”
      He placed his hand over hers on his chest. “Believe that I will never lie to you. I will be your shield from whatever tries to harm you. Will you trust me?”
      Isis watched him silently for a few moments. Thoughts were tumbling through her mind. She knew that her Daddy was hiding something. Of course, she didn't think it was anything that would send him to prison. She also knew that her Daddy was accustomed to doing whatever he wanted. She thought about what Isabelle had said in regards to their father and how he had treated Isabelle in the past and currently, then add to that the daughter he'd hidden for years and her mind was in a chaotic jumble.
      Right now, the only thing that felt safe and solid was Agent Marcus Graham. He wasn't the type to sugar coat anything. He'd calmly laid everything out on the line and neatly placed the ball in her court. He stood silently watching her attempt to unscramble her thoughts.
      “Yes,” she whispered. “Right now you're the only one I do trust.”
      Marc lowered his head to hers and kissed her gently savoring her mouth. He wanted this woman with every fiber of his being, but he would never lie to get her. Isis would soon have to face that her father was no good. When she did, he vowed to be there to comfort her. She trusted him and he would never let her down.
      Isis wrapped her arms around his neck as he continued to pleasure her mouth. She melted into the warmth and strength of his body as he pulled her tightly against him. Isis lost track of time as Marc kissed her as though he would never stop. When he finally lifted his head, he looked down at her.
      “I made you something to eat. You should put some food on your stomach,” he told her.
      “Thank you for taking care of me.”
    He touched her face. “Always Princess.”
      Marc led her over to the table where the two plates were sitting and pulled out her chair. Isis sat and smiled down at the dish in front of her.
      “You made me an omelet...” she whispered.
    He took the seat