The Bodyguard's Promise
"Ms. Bryant will be with you momentarily." The uniformed maid smiled then closed the door, leaving Clay West alone in a living room the size of a small country.
White. White carpeting, white walls and white furniture. Clay wasn't sure if it was the lack of color that hurt his eyes or the fact that he was coming off a two-week job in Las Vegas, a city where nights and days blurred together without distinction.
He jammed his hands into his jeans'pockets and shifted from one foot to the other as he waited for somebody to join him. He'd been hoping that he'd go from Las Vegas back to his home in Cotter Creek, Oklahoma, for a little rest and relaxation.
He'd been at the airport heading home when he'd gotten the call from his eldest brother, Tanner. Tanner had been short on details, telling him only that he needed to go to the Bryant mansion in Hollywood Hills, that Gracie Bryant, the movie star, was in need of a bodyguard. Gracie's agent had arranged for the protection.
Clay had no idea who Gracie Bryant was or what kind of movies she starred in. He didn't follow the Hollywood scene and the last movie he'd seen had starred a beautif ... read full excerpt from: The Bodyguard's Promise ebook
