Safekeeping

I don't need a bodyguard. My stalker is fake. I’m positive those letters were written by my controlling, ultra-religious father so he'd have an excuse to hire someone to watch my every move. It's just my luck that he's a U.S. Senator and my new bodyguard is a Secret Service agent with one strike left. It's worse luck that my new bodyguard isn't just hot, he's... nice.