Salem Charm: Book 3 of Colson Brothers Series by Reese Madison, Lynne Foster Page B

days with all the latest technology and internet popping up everywhere.”
    “I know.” I reached over and picked up the remote. “It’s not just that. He’s a big bad biker. I’m a Barbie, as he calls me.”
    Myles laughed, “I’m surprised you let him get away with calling you that.”
    “He calls me all kinds of things I wish he wouldn’t.” I complained over my wine.
    “Like what?”
    “It doesn’t matter. The pet names don’t bother me as much as being used as a body pillow every night.”
    Myles choked on his beer, “WHAT??”
    I waved him off, “It’s not like that. He doesn’t touch me. He said he does it so he can protect me better, and I always fall asleep with my back to him, but somehow he ends up draped all over me in the morning. In the RV I understood, the bed was small, but in a king size bed you’d think he’d find enough room of his own not to smother me.”
    Just then Lou opened the door and Myles stood up. Lou looked at Myles, then at me. “Is something wrong?”
    Myles stepped around the table before I could catch up and figure out what he was doing. “I’ll say there’s something wrong.”
    I jumped up and ran to get in Myles’ face. “Wait, it’s not like that. He’s never touched me, I swear.”
    He looked down at me. “Are you sure? Because I can rip him apart right here.”
    “I’m sure. I’d tell you if I wasn’t sure, you know that.” I reminded him.
    He nodded, “Alright. I’m going down to gamble a months salary away.” He looked at Lou, “Keep your hands to yourself.”
    Lou lifted an eyebrow at him before turning it on me, “Would you mind telling me what that was all about?”
    “I made the mistake of complaining about you using me as you human body pillow. He took it wrong. I said it wrong. Whatever.” I threw my hand up in the air and went back to the sofa. I give up.
    Lou sat down beside me after shedding his leather and kevlar. “He’s right though. I overstepped the boundaries.”
    “Yes, you did.” I agreed.
    “I’m sorry. I don’t know what gets into me, except I have this need to be close to you. To hold you. That, and you smell really good.”
    “I smell like cheap hotel body wash.” I argued.
    “Not that smell, your smell. Everyone has a distinct scent, one all their own. Yours is intoxicating.”
    “There you go, saying all these sweet things again, muddling my brain.” I topped off my wine and sat back to look at the television.
    “Maybe tonight isn’t the night for this kind talk.” He decided and sat back too.
    “What kind of talk?”
    “The talk where I tell you I love you and you’re stuck with me.” He said so simply it took me a second.
    “You can’t possibly love me Lou, you barely know me. besides, you hate everything about me. My snobby way of talking. My fancy spoiled rich bitch clothes. About the only nice thing you’ve said about my appearance, involved curves I am none too proud of.”
    He exhaled in frustration and scratched the back of his head. “Boy, you are on fire tonight.”
    “I’m just pointing out the truth. I’ve grown to like you, maybe you’ve grown to like me a little, but that’s all it is. Not only that, but my life is about to go into a tailspin. I have no idea what I’m in for with Paulie and my father’s companies.”
    “I have a pretty good idea what you’re in for, which is why I’m not leaving you alone to deal with it.”
    “I have Myles.” I argued.
    “Myles is a body guard, he specializes in security, a lot like myself, but he can’t help you sort out the business.”
    “And you can?”
    “Maybe I can, maybe I can’t, but I know who can.” He assured me.
    “Maybe you were right. We should discuss this another time.”
    “Excellent.” He reached for my wine glass, downed it, and set it on the table. Then he scooped me up like a bride. “I have a better idea anyway.”
    “What exactly do you have in mind?”
    He tossed me on the large bed then turned back to