Title: Protect Me
Series: Spotlight Collection #2
Author: Cary Hart
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 21, 2018
Who will you be when no one is watching... when the lights go down?
I donât know who I am anymore. Itâs been so long since Iâve been allowed to think for myself. And now that I can, all I can think about is him. My protector. His massive build which should frighten me but makes me feel safe. And his intense eyes that linger on me when he thinks Iâm not looking. But why would he want me? Iâm broken.
I vowed never to get close to anyone again. Do the job, get paid and survive. Thatâs all. Then sheâs thrown into my life, needing a place to hide. She thinks sheâs damaged, but she just needs someone to show her how strong she really is. Damn if I donât want to be that man. But Iâve got a past of my own, and no good deed goes unpunished.
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Shapiro - POV
She wraps her arms around my neck and lets her body collapse against mine. Her front sliding down. Her legs wrapping around my waist before she hits the floor.
âI didnât like you locking me in here.â
âI didnât like locking you in here either. I didnât know what else to do. If you would have left and something happened to you . . .â
âI wouldnât have left.â
I know sheâs drunk, but this conversation has sobered up fast.
âNo.â She nods slowly. A small grin creeps up on her face.
Penny looking at me like this has me losing all resolve. Itâs all I can do to keep from slamming her against this wall, but she deserves better.
âWhy donât we lock up and get you to bed.â
I reach to pull her arms off and set her down, but she resists. For being drunk she sure does have a lot of strength.
âDonât put me down. Iâm dizzy.â
âThat drunk, huh?â
âDrunk on you.â She reaches up to tap my nose.
Okay so maybe drunk Penny is kind of cute.
âIs that a smile, Frances.â
I canât help it. This girl, she makes me feel things I have never wanted to feel before. So I smile.
âThere it is.â She reaches between us to trace my lips with her finger.
Iâm sure in her head she is being soft and sensual, but in real life, she keeps jabbing her finger against my teeth.
âTime to lock the door.â
I walk us over and prop her up against the wall with one knee as I free a hand to lock up.
âOh!â Her eyes go wide. âThat feels so good.â
âWhat does?â I ask as I stretch up to slide the lock into place then set the alarm.
âThis.â She puts all her weight onto my leg and grinds.
âYouâre killing me.â I glance down and see Pennyâs eyes hooded and filled with lust. âI think itâs time I take you to bed.â
âHey! Remember that movie? Oh, what was it?â She taps my temple. I guess to help her think. âYou know that one where they sing that song about fire balls or balls of fire.â
I bounce her up to shift her weight. Wrong move. With all her grinding Iâm hard as a rock.
âOh yes!â she shouts as she flings her head back.
I lose balance, and she slams it against the wall. âOuch!â
I snake my arm up the base of her neck and into her hair. Massaging her scalp.
She leans into my touch. Closing her eyes for a brief second before they spring open.
âTake me to bed or lose me forever.â
I know itâs a movie quote, but damn, donât I want those words to mean something. Standing there with her body wrapped around mine I would give anything to push her up against that wall and takeâ
Her mouth crushing to mine interrupts my thoughts. My mind is telling me to pull away but my body is screaming for me to stay.
Kissing her back? Nothing good could come from it. My guard would drop, and she would become even more vulnerable. I canât do that.
âShapiro.â Penny moans my name against my lips. Begging me to kiss her back the way she is kissing me.
I canât. I wonât.
I try to keep repeating those words in my head.
âFuck,â I growl
I donât know what comes over me, in that brief moment, but the tension that had been building since I met her became unbearable. I had to let go.
Grasping her cheeks, I took control of the kiss. Owning it. Fusing our mouths together while our tongues intertwine I turn her around and pin her against the wall.
Her body stiffens, and I freeze.
âNo. Itâs totally me.â She breathes out an excuse. âI just . . . I donât know. I guess I . . .â
âLetâs go to bed.â I swing her legs around and hold her in my arms.
âOhh!â She giggles.
Sheâs so drunk.
âIâm a princess.â Her smile crooked, yet bright.
I kissed a drunk girl breathless. Great. Maybe she will be so out of it she doesnât remember.
âYes, you are.â I agree as we walk into the bedroom and I lay her down gently. The mattress barely dipping. âHere, lift up.â
âWhy? Ohhhhh,â she coos staring at me with her doe eyes.
I know what she wants, but it canât happen. The kiss was a mistake. Maybe if it happened another time. After this was all over with it could be more, but right now. It just canât be.
Yanking the covers down, I let her get adjusted before I pull them back up.
âGet some rest.â
âI donât want rest. I just want you.â She untucks her arms and makes grabby hands like you see in those memes.
Shaking my head. âYou are something else. You know it?â
âI know it.â Her smile sleepy.
âNight.â I turn to leave the bedroom to get as much distance between us as possible, but Penny? She has other thoughts.
âYou didnât tuck me in. Tuck me in, Shapiro. Tuck me inreal good.â Penny turns over onto her side, throwing the covers off.
âWhat are you doing to me?â I moan, rubbing my face.
I swear this girl is going to be the death of me.
âDonât make me beg,â she whines.
Closing the distance, I reach for the blankets and pull them up as I go. Tucking them under her chin. Stepping back, I admire her from a distance.
Distance is safe. Itâs needed.
I start from the bottom and tuck the blankets under her like sheâs a burrito. âSnug as a big in a rug,â I whisper.
Her lips pucker and I walk out.
Tonight is definitely a moment to remember. Iâm just hoping she forgets.
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Cary Hart hails from the Midwest. A sassy, coffee drinking, sometimes sailor swearing, Spotify addict, lover of all things books!
When not pushing women down the stairs in the fictional world, Cary has her hands full. Soccer mom in all sense of the word to two wild and crazy, spoiled kiddos, and wife to the most supportive husband. In addition to writing full time, she enjoys binge watching Netflix, laying around in her hammock and baking up cookies for her family and friends.
Cary writes real, raw romance! In her stories the characters deal with lifeâs everyday struggles and unwanted drama, they talk about the ugly and they become the broken. Everyone deserves a happy ending, but sometimes before you can appreciate the light, there has to be darkness.
As a child, if someone would have told her she would become a writer, she wouldnât have believed them. It wasnât until she got her hands on her first romance novel, that the passion grew. Now, she couldnât imagine her life any other way â now her dream is her reality.
Protect Me by Cary Hart
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Such an addictive and beautiful read!! Penny and Shapiro's story drew me in from the very beginning and kept me reading until the very end. Their story is different, unpredictable, and full of every emotion possible.
Penny's escape from a toxic relationship with help from some friends leads her to Shapiro who becomes her protector. The way that this man would do anything to protect her and to keep her safe will win your heart over.
This is truly an amazing story that is a must read and I highly recommend.
This can be read as a standalone without having to read book 1 so don't let that stop you from reading this book.
Happy Reading Everyone!!
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