Kimberly closed the top latch over the door and took a step back to look at it. She heard Asher's door close.

You aren’t in any danger, she thought. Don’t let his overprotectiveness worry you.

But even as she gave herself the advice, she couldn’t help but feel an influx of nerves tighten her stomach.

“This is why I didn’t want a bodyguard,” she muttered, rubbing her stomach. “Now I think I have problems I don’t really have. And another one that I might have” She thought ...