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Being the face and model for a fashion magazine, Jane knew she would get some creeps on her door step but she never imagined she would need an actual body guard to be sure nothing happened to her. Three weeks ago, what were small minimal threats - ones that could be chalked up to a silly practical joke - turned out much worse and so her manager decided she needed protecting. Sure, Jane was an independent woman and knew how to fend for herself but when it came down to it, the woman didn’t even know how to rightfully punch someone. Words were her poison and they weren’t going to help in this situation.
One thing Jane wasn’t expecting was her body guard to be a woman and she would be lying if she said it didn’t excite her. For three weeks however the two seemed to have not gotten along well, mostly because they didn’t seem to have a thing in common. “Mackenzie, would you be a doll and accompany me to main street? There’s a new boutique that I’m dying to go to and my friend was able to get a private party reserved.”