Just doing my Job

Summary

Insurgents in Afghanistan? Call her.

Pesky fugitive on the run? Call her.

Pop star in need of federal protection? Call her.

Can the blonde haired Irish man let his ego step aside and accept the help when it's most necessary? Can he fully understand the threat? Will she shed her hardened exterior? Will the PTSD take over finally?

(NC-17 because who knows. I set a timer, write the full time and see what happens.)
Cursing abounds, sexual tension is thick, and my overactive imagination is hard at work. Obviously, I have no claim to the popstars mentioned in this work. Let me know what you think? I'm always writing and have a manuscript with a few publishers as we speak. This is just my brain trying to get ideas out to make room for more. Any questions on material on here, just ask.

Characters

Jameson

Artificial Intelligence specifically designed for Leslie's Villa/Compound. Has access to any and all records that a computer could possibly obtain. Has complete control over the residence just under Leslie.

Leslie

Seen alot, been around, doesn't want to be the stereotypical veteran.

Niall

Slowly realizing that there is just more than his reputation on the line.

Chapters

The Introduction

Pop star, meet body guard. Body guard, meet pop star. Play nice.
The Compound

Meet the A.I. Jameson
A friendly competition...

"Just run when i tell you to"
Look here, pop star

Of course I can hit, I'm Irish
Getting ready and maintaining cover

"Sure you can handle the flashes?"
Journey to the Gala

I'll be the perfect arm candy. No worries.
Make me wanna...

Don't do that. It makes this really hard
From delicate Flower to dangerous warrior

Because he's an idiot. That's why
Breakdown imminent

But that's a good thing, innit?
Tattoos and Gut Instinct

Keep your eyes peeled and stay with me.