Bodyguard Max Connery is used to being mistaken for being younger than he is.
Being carded every time he buys a beer is usual. Even though he's just turned twenty eight and has two tours in Afghanistan as a pilot under his belt.
When a threat is made on the life of a prince attending University in the UK, Max is the perfect choice to blend in with the mixed house of students and to keep Prince Lucien safe. Even if it means joining the swim team to be by his side.
But, when death visits the halls, abruptly this job is a long way past keeping the prince happy and safe. Instead Max has to keep Lucien alive.
Books In The Series
Book 1 – Bodyguard To A Sex God
Book 2 – The Ex Factor
Review by: multitaskingmomma
My Rating: 4 of 5 Stars
There is something about the thought of a bodyguard and a prince that just makes my heart go la-di-da-di-da-yum-yum. How about yours?
For this Bodyguards Inc. installment, we have baby faced Max Connery who becomes bodyguard to a prince. The prince is not the heir to the throne so that is good for it means the protocols are different. Somewhat. That there are bodies falling around him thanks to a nameless, sexless, unknown stalker, makes the case a little bit more interesting.
This all begins quite simply, with Max and the prince Lucien or Luke, gets to know one another and begins their companionship as client and protector. There is an immediate attraction but neither one does anything about it. Well, not really. They were quite conscious of their positions. However, playing the role of a boyfriend can put the two into some interesting situations so whent he first kiss is exchanged, that was when the rules flew out the window. Max gets over protective and Lucien gets to feel more and experience more than he had ever had before. Thus begins the little romance that blooms into something both want but do not know where it will take them. There is still the killer/stalker ont he loose.
I like fairy tale romances and technically, this is one. Reading it through, the fairy tale moves off to the background for it is only the position as client that comes into focus. As Max continues to protect and investigate, he realizes that the mystery is too simple, making it very complicated. Anyone can be the stalker. That makes their situation worse and the thrill of the story increases.
This is the third of a romantic and thrilling series where each story just keeps getting better and better. After the satisfaction of seeing Max off to the sunset with his lover prince beside him, now I am just getting curioser and curioser about Kyle and Ross, which I have been wanting to read about since the first book. If you have not checked this out yet, go and get the first two.
“I’m only an hour away,” Max assured him as they joined the traffic heading towards Oxford.
“We should take the time for you to go over everything again. I might not look like I’m listening but I will be.” He indicated and moved to the right lane to overtake a horse trailer then back in to the left lane all while he talked.
“Every little detail from the time you decided to drink and before that if you think it helps. I want to know all the characters.”
“You sound like it’s a play.”
Max shot him a look, his serious sapphire blue gaze focused on Lucien for a split second before he focused back on the road. “It’s like a play I guess. The more you know the players then the easier it is to identify the bad guy.”
“When do I get to hear about your play?” Lucien asked. He was teasing, but also intrigued by the journey Max had taken to end up being Lucien’s bodyguard.
“I’m here. For you. That’s all you need to know.” He didn’t look at Lucien as he said it. “Now eyes front and start from the drinking.”
Lucien sighed noisily. He didn’t want to go back there, to the point where his entire life had crumbled with grief. He was desperate to avoid confronting the decisions he had made then. Not coming out to his family in such a dramatic way, that had actually been a good thing. His mom had just turned round and suggested that it was all well and good being like that in private but that is where it should stay. His dad had agreed stiffly. No, the decision to bury his grief in whiskey, or vodka, or whatever else he had to hand was one he regretted and was more than a little embarrassed to share with this put together guy who had managed to take Teddy to his knees.
“Okay, so the drinking. Guess that’s where I need to start.”
“Was it your decision to drink?”
Temper snatched his breath. “What kind of a question is that?” The way it was worded implied he didn’t know his own mind. Then he realized what he was thinking and just how stupid he sounded in his own head.
“A reasonable one,” Max said. “Did someone encourage you to drink? Were you led astray, was there someone who wanted you to commit some kind of indiscretion? Did you have a boyfriend? A wannabe lover? A friend?”
Temper subsided as quick as it rose and Lucien shook his head. “I apologize.”
“And you can stop doing that.”
“Sorry. I mean... Okay…” Settling himself back in the car and attempting to relax he closed his eyes briefly. He could do this. He hadn’t had a boyfriend. Edward was his first and actually his last. One heated night of sex and that was it. I may as well be a virgin. “So,” he began carefully. “There was no boyfriend, or wannabe lover as you put it. I hadn’t exactly come out to anyone, hell I’d barely come out to myself. Seb was ill for a long time and I was close to him, I even had a tutor so I didn’t have to go to boarding school. I think my parents liked that there was someone for Seb as it definitely wasn’t going to be them.” He winced as he said it. One didn’t speak badly about one’s parents. One was respectful.
“You’re not close? As a family?”
“No. Yes.” He sighed. “Not really. What about you?” He glanced sideways to see the faint tightening of Max’s jaw.
“We’re not talking about me,” he said.
Lucien felt the heat rise in his face. This was going to be one hell of a long car journey.
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