My identity as a juror in a high-profile criminal trial has been leaked all over the press and I need protection. Now a scary, blue-skinned alien from another planet has been hired as my private security? A bit over the top, but he’s supposedly the best of the best at what he does.

Well, okay…but why does this handsome guy have to move into the apartment with me?

And does he really need to bring that many weapons?

It’s getting hot in here and I have to fan myself because with all those muscles on display I’m feeling light-headed.

Now I’m starting to think I need to guard my heart because, I don’t want him to leave.