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Clover

HER HEALING TOUCH

Man Feminized by a Woman

Clover Cox

CHAPTER 1

Mary was sitting in the interview room when Jack stepped inside. He was tall with broad shoulders and had eyes that could kill. She was looking for someone to protect her after her long-time bodyguard Burton moved out of state to be closer to his mother after she got sick. Mary was having a difficult time trusting anyone after Burton, but she had to keep an open mind. She had to stay strong.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Dawson. Please have a seat,” she said and gestured at the chair across from her. “Tell me about yourself.”

Jack hated interviews, especially when they were with beautiful women. He hadn’t been able to have a normal relationship since his actions cost the lives of others. Those hostages at the bank should have been saved, but most of them perished. Something about that day changed him. Therapy was helpful. His therapist reminded him that he wasn’t the only cop on the case, but somehow those reminders didn’t always feel like enough.

“I’m new to Branton and was looking for some private work before I considered joining the force.”

“It says here that you used to do SWAT.”

Painful memories flashed through Jack’s mind. “Yes, ma’am. That’s correct.”

“Please call me Mary or Miss Russell. I’m far too young to be called ma’am.”

“Yes, Miss Russell. Please accept my apology.” Jack continued telling her about his work on the force, leaving out the painful day that haunted his memories, but there were a lot of good times too. The days when he got to people on time and busted criminal rings. Jack was proud of the work he’d done over the years. He was just ready for a change, and working for a famous billionaire artist sounded a whole lot better than being on the bottom rung at a new precinct.

“Impressive work, Mr. Dawson. Why should I trust you with my life? People send me death threats daily.”

He nodded solemnly. He knew all too well how people with money got outsized attention and scrutiny. “Your safety would be of the upmost importance. Working for SWAT, I learned how to assess scenes, so I will be better than most at sweeping buildings before you step foot inside of them. I will also keep an eye out whenever we’re in public.”

Mary nodded, considering what Jack was saying. She also couldn’t stop thinking about how handsome he was. A perfect image of a cop. Huge shoulders, thin waist. By all accounts, he looked as manly as they came, which was exactly what Mary needed. She wouldn’t say it aloud, but she was definitely discriminating by size. She wanted someone big.

“Do you have issues with traveling?”

Jack shook his head. “I’d like a job that got me out of town more often. I don’t have anything tying me to the city.”

“No kids?”

“Nope.”

Mary knocked her knees together, urging herself to calm down. She couldn’t fall for a man who was supposed to be in charge of protecting her life. No matter what thoughts popped into her mind, she had to remain professional. “Are you willing to work nights? I’ll pay you overtime, but there might be times when you have to be with me around the clock. Is that something you can handle?”

Jack needed all the distractions he could get. He needed to feel purpose. He left Milwaukee for Branton several months ago and was burning through his savings, but the money was a small price to pay to give him distance from those painful memories.

“I can handle whatever you throw at me, Miss Russell. I’ve never worked for a private client before, but I’m interested in the job. It should be a nice change of pace.”

Mary narrowed her eyes at Jack. “Are you hiding something from me? You need to be upfront about everything.”

Jack shook his head. “There was a tragedy during my last year working for SWAT. I wasn’t able to save people who deserved better from me.”

“You can’t blame yourself for that,” Mary said with a frown. “I saw what happened on the news in Milwaukee just like everyone else. It was terrible.”

“We could have done better if we’d taken our time,” Jack said without a hint of forgiveness for himself. He wished he could get over the incident, but it haunted him. Out of everything he’d done on the force, nothing compared to that day. It was like a door of evil had been opened. Time was closing it, but it wasn’t working fast enough.

“Are you sure you’re okay to be my bodyguard?”

Jack nodded. “I can do it. You don’t have to worry about your safety when I’m around.” Jack had closed himself off to the world. He had a collection of toys and lingerie that made him happy. All he really needed was to focus on his work and his money.

“Fine, Mr. Dawson. If you’re sure, I’d love to have you. I already called your references and only heard glowing reviews.”

“Really? Aren’t you supposed to do that after the interview?”

Mary chuckled. “I find it’s better to make those calls before. It’s saved me from wasting my time on numerous occasions.”

“Very well,” he said. “Do I need to do anything else?”

“No, you’re fine. I’ll see you Friday night? I have an event to attend and need to make sure I’m safe.”

“I’ll be there,” Jack said and stood to leave. He reached out his hand for a shake. “Thank you for giving me the opportunity.”

“Don’t fuck it up,” she said and took his hand.

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