Free Undone: A New Adult College Bad Boy Romance (Mature Young Adult Fun Contemporary Romance) by Alli Sims

hear from you soon, then.”
    Brody nodded and escorted the man out of his office and through the lobby to the elevator. “I’ll get back to you before the close of business tomorrow.”
    Kurt Rochester nodded, “Please Mr. Keller. You may not take this seriously but I am terrified for my daughter’s safety but she insists on this trip and I’ve heard you’re the best.”
    Dammit. The man had to go and make himself seem human, didn’t he? Brody knew he would take the job and he already wanted to kick his own ass for it. He could see the true distress in the man’s face and knew he would keep his daughter safe. Even if it killed him.
    He stalked back to his office and picked up the phone and called his partner and best friend. “Max I’ve got a job for the next ten days so you’re in charge.”

 
    Chapter Two
     
    “I hope you know I haven’t changed my mind, Daddy.” Gemma felt an odd sense of déjà vu as she sat in the same plush leather club chair opposite her father in his office inside the building that housed Rochester Holdings. She was dressed casually in dark blue denim and a loose cotton t-shirt, a look her father loathed and she knew it. But today wasn’t just about a bodyguard, it was also about showing him who she was. And wasn’t. She was a writer now, which meant she was comfortable all day. She would no longer wear stuffy tea dresses or bland suits just to blend in with the rest of their social circle. She was her own person and Daddy would just have to accept it.
    Kurt Rochester smiled a patient smile at his only daughter. “Well Gemma I haven’t changed my mind either. You can go to Indigo Dreams for your little workshop and redeem your trip, but you will take protection with you.”
    She wrinkled her brows and nose, “You mean like a gun? Daddy I really don’t think there’s a need for a gun on a tropical island.”
    “Not a gun, dammit Gemma. A bodyguard. I’ve already hired one so there’s no need throw a fit about it.” He sat back and waited for his daughter to throw the tantrum he knew was coming.
    “No, absolutely not! Having someone else around defeats the purpose of winning a week of virtual solitude. How the hell am I supposed to write with some no neck muscle man hovering?”
    “You’ll find a way Gemma or you’ll find Indigo Dreams shut down before your plane touches down.”
    Gemma sighed. She knew her father wasn’t bluffing, he wasn’t capable of bluffing. He made a promise and he followed through. Period. End of story. “Fine.”
    Kurt sat up quickly, suspicious of Gemma’s quick turnaround. “Fine? You’re not going to argue or act like a child?”
    Gemma smarted at his description of her behavior but she refused to take the bait. “I said fine Daddy, what more do you want me to say?” She huffed impatiently and stood, slinging her soft leather hobo bag over her shoulder and walking to the door. “Just give the goon you hired my address and tell him to be there Tuesday morning.”
    “Uh, sweetheart he’s,”
    She threw up her hand. “I don’t care Daddy, just have him show up!”
    “The goon is here.”
    The fine hairs on the back of Gemma’s neck stood up at the deep rumble behind her. She could never forget the scent of sandalwood and lemongrass. It was a unique combination that she had only smelled once, for three wonderful days, and she knew the scent belonged to only one man. She turned and looked up, and up, and up at the one man she thought she’d never see again. “Brody,” she whispered in awe. Shock.
    Brody paused for the briefest second and she saw the moment the mask fell into place. He extended his hand to her. “Ms. Rochester, good to see you.”
    Okay so that’s how we’re going to play it? She raised a questioning eyebrow at Brody but he remained stoic, emotionless. She slapped her small hand into his—he was much larger than she remembered—and returned an equally cool greeting. “Mr. Keller.”
    “Mr. Keller is the best