Can I help you?
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Steve was very confused at this. This was his apartment he stayed at when he was working, but he had heard nothing of any sort of special visit to Elias. He held the pistol behind his back and began to undo the chain lock and dead bolt.Â
Steve pulled the door the door open thinking to seem someone much..bigger. He looked down at her and into a very wonderful pair of brown eyes, âumm..sorry, what did you say you needed?âÂ
He could feel himself flush, and hoped she couldnât tell, âSorry,â he continued to stammer, âYou are very beautifulâŠsorry, Ive just never seen anyone quite like you before,â He felt like he looked as red as a tomato.
He straightened himself, hoping she just ignored every part of his rant, âWhat can I help you with?â
Despite the fact that Radhya was quite tall for a woman, she always found that people glanced right over her head when first looking for whoever this personal bodyguard was. She knew that physically, she was not really the image people expected, but being underestimated often helped with her job. It certainly got people to trust her more easily.
She smiled up at the man as he finally glanced down. For a few moments they just blinked at each other, until she saw a faint blush creep over his cheeks. She ducked her head in a shy movement herself, hoping to hide her girlish, flustered smile. That was most unbecoming of a woman in her profession. She didnât miss the way he held his hand behind his back, either, as if he was hiding something.
âUhm... Thank you sir, you are too kind.â
She cleared her throat and tossed her long, dark hair over her shoulder, schooling her features back into a stoic politeness.
âI was wondering if perhaps I may enter for a moment? I need to check the street view for your window.â









