Be on the Lookout by Tyler Anne Snell Page B

carefully picked up Kate’s naked body and moved her to the bed. In any other situation, that alone would have been exhilarating in its own right. Taking a beautiful woman to bed without a stitch of clothing on her body would be followed by him joining her, also sans clothes.
    However, Jonathan wasn’t aroused in the least.
    Instead, he was close to overwhelmed with concern.
    â€œDon’t worry, Kate,” Jonathan whispered as he pulled the sheets and blanket up to her shoulders. “I’m going to fix this. Whatever this is.”
    Kate remained as unresponsive as she had been when he’d first found her. A fleeting thought that he should dress her crossed his mind, but he batted it away, afraid that jostling her too much might worsen her condition.
    Not that he knew what her condition was, except that someone had injected her with something that had left her unconscious.
    He looked once again at her relaxed face—peaceful—and was bowled over by how beautiful she was. The concern he felt for her future ran deep. How had a woman he’d only known for two days gotten so far beneath his skin? Was that even possible?
    He watched as the sheets moved up and down as she breathed softly.
    Yes, somehow it was possible.
    Jonathan didn’t leave her side until a knock sounded on the door to his room. He gave her one more quick look before going through the adjoining room—shutting the door behind him—and heading to answer the knock. His body was tense, like a snake readying to strike at the first sign of a threat. He peered through the peephole to see a man standing by himself.
    Jonathan pushed aside the lingering fear that he had made a huge mistake in listening to Kate’s text and opened the door.
    Jonathan placed Jake around the same age as him. He was shorter, around six feet, but lean just like him. Jonathan bet the black blazer that matched his slacks hid toned muscles that worked in tandem with a trained posture. Beneath the blazer was a white button-up and a black-and-dark-blue-striped tie. The outfit was finished off with dress shoes that almost reflected the hallway lights. His hair was also neat, dark blond and cropped short, while his face was cleanly shaven. Even his eyes, a pale blue, seemed to be proper. Jonathan would bet money this guy was some type of law enforcement. Then again, that didn’t mean Jonathan trusted him any more in the moment.
    â€œWhere is she?” the man greeted, body already angling like he had been invited inside. Even though he didn’t introduce himself, his voice matched the one on the phone. But Jonathan had to be sure he could trust him before allowing him anywhere near Kate.
    â€œHow do I even know if you’re here to help?” Jonathan asked, voice as cold as steel.
    The man didn’t hide his frustration. It turned his expression into a scowl.
    â€œYou don’t,” he admitted. “But I swear to you if Kate dies while you’re out here trying to be a good bodyguard, then wouldn’t that be a kick in the professional ass?”
    There was no humor in his words, just sincerity.
    It was that sureness that made Jonathan turn around, key card already in hand for the adjoining door.
    â€œIf you do anything I think is hurting her, I’ll kill you,” Jonathan growled.
    The man followed him into the room.
    â€œI thought bodyguards protected, not killed.”
    â€œI’d make the exception for her.”
    Jake didn’t respond as they moved to the other room.
    â€œI moved her off the floor,” Jonathan said, pointing out the obvious just in case it affected whatever magic Jake was supposed to generate to fix the situation. “She had just gotten out of the shower.”
    Jake went over to Kate so fast that Jonathan fisted his hands. He kept the man’s pace and watched as he bent over her.
    â€œCareful,” Jonathan warned. Jake didn’t pause in his actions. He turned her head