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Seb’s Surrender

Seb's SurrenderPride Publishing
ISBN eBook: 978-0-85715-023-3
Genre: Contemporary, M/M
Series: Book two in the Bodyguards in Love Series.
Book Length: Novel
Release Date: January 11, 2010

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After a lifetime of abuse, Jared Grant was rescued by Brier Blackstone and taken to one of the safest places he knew, the bodyguard dormitory of the Three Partners Protection Agency. For the first time, Jared is surrounded by men whose job it is to protect, not hurt him.

One of his protectors, Sebastian James, knows a little something about abuse. Once a victim of abuse before he and his brother were taken from an abusive household and put into separate foster homes, Seb learned to harden his heart as a way of survival. Now, the soft spoken and scared Jared threatens the shell Seb spent years fortifying.

When Jared’s tormentor threatens him from jail, it’s up to Seb and the rest of the bodyguards to keep Jared safe until he can testify at his abuser’s trial. However, the close contact might be more than Seb’s hard shell can withstand.


Note for Readers: You must be over eighteen to read this excerpt.

Jared Grant pulled his thin jacket tighter around him and walked into the cold, blowing wind of a cloud-covered Albuquerque evening. He was so intent on getting to work on time, he didn’t notice the car that pulled up beside him until a horn honked.

Jared jumped and spun around, ready to run. The driver of the shiny black El Camino SS rolled down his window.

“What’re you doing out here?” Sebastian James asked.

Jared took a tentative step towards the car, truck, whatever it was. “Going to work.”

Seb sighed and put the car in park. “Get in.”

Jared opened the door and a blast of heat warmed him within seconds. He buckled his seatbelt and waited for Seb to pull away from the kerb. “It’s just up here another six blocks.”

“Yeah, I know where it is. Mind telling me what the hell you’re doing walking to work in this weather?”

Confused by the man’s anger, Jared inched closer to the passenger door. “Um…going to work?”

“Are you asking me?”

“Huh?” Seb confused Jared more than anyone he’d ever been around.

“You do that a lot, you know.”

“Do what?”

“Make statements into questions. It’s the lilt up on the end of your sentences, like you’re not sure if you’re going to work or not.”

“Oh. Yes, I’m going to work.”

Seb shook his head and pulled back into traffic. “So why are you walking instead of catching a ride?”

“Brier went home sick.”

“So why not ask someone else?”

Jared tried to concentrate on the questions, but he kept getting distracted by Sebastian’s dangerous-looking beauty. “I don’t know anyone else well enough to bother.”

With a disgusted sigh, Seb reached into the pocket of his black leather jacket and handed Jared a business card. “Call me when you need a ride. If I’m not on a job, I’ll take ya.”

Jared read the black and red printed business card. It listed Sebastian James as a security specialist and gave his phone number. “What’s a security specialist do?”

“Whatever needs doing. Mostly I assess situations and make recommendations on the level of security a specific job requires.”

Sebastian pulled into the small gas station parking lot. Jared opened the door, glancing back at the handsome man. “Thanks for the ride.”

Seb reached out and grabbed Jared’s arm. Out of reflex, Jared tried to jerk his arm back and lowered his head. Sebastian released his grip with a growl of what sounded like irritation. “How late’re you working?”

“I don’t get off until two.”

“In the morning?”

Jared nodded his head. He knew his job sucked, but beggars couldn’t be choosers. “It’s the only shift they had available.”

Seb rubbed his hands over his face. Jared could tell he irritated the man, but he wasn’t the one who’d asked for a ride. “Call me, and I’ll pick you up. You’ve got no business being on the streets that late.”

Jared walked home from work every night at that time. He wondered why he was suddenly being told he had no business doing it. As grouchy as Seb acted, Jared doubted the man would appreciate a wakeup call at two. Instead of arguing, he stuffed the card into his jacket pocket and got out of the car. “Thanks again for the ride.”

He walked into the store and acknowledged the older woman behind the counter. Mrs. Bell seemed nice enough, but she was the nosey type and Jared preferred to keep the skeletons in his closet safely locked away.

Jared stowed his jacket under the counter and watched out the window as Seb pulled out of the parking lot. Why had he waited so long? Jared shook his head. In the three weeks since he’d come to Albuquerque with Brier, Sebastian seemed to run hot and cold where he was concerned.

Seb was the one who’d insisted Jared file assault and rape charges against Rick Sutcliff, but since then, it seemed like Seb could barely stand to be around him. Jared couldn’t help but to think Seb was disgusted by him now that he knew everything Rick had done to him.

Even thinking of Rick had Jared’s stomach clenching into knots. It had been bad enough that Rick terrorized and raped him, Brier and Peter while in the hospital, but then Rick had showed up on his doorstep in Lubbock demanding to be let in.

Jared had been so afraid of the man, he’d done as he was told. From that day until Brier came knocking on his door, Rick had made his life a living hell. It was the lowest point of his twenty-five years, which was saying a lot.

He glanced down at the long straight scars running up both wrists. Even the events that had pushed him into trying to end his life hadn’t been nearly as hard as the punishment Rick doled out on a daily basis.

“I’m off,” Mrs. Bell called, grabbing her purse from the locked cabinet under the counter.

“Have a good evening.”