Page 5 of Love’s Strongest Soldier

A smirk tugged at the corner of my mouth.

“You take your job seriously, don’t you?”

“I’m not playing with you, Luxe. You can take your ass back in there and sit down, or you can let me take you wherever you’re trying to go.”

I poked the inside of my jaw with the tip of my tongue. Clearly, he wasn’t budging, so I said, “Fine.”

Stepping out the way, I waited for him to open the door. There was a Tahoe parked in the driveway.

“I’m not riding in that thing. If you’re going to drive me, you’re going to drive my car,” I made known.

Ghost yanked the dangling keys from my clutches and went over and then opened the passenger door for me. I slipped into the seat and grabbed my seat belt. This was the first time that anyone outside of my family was about to drive my car. When it came to my vehicles, I didn’t play like that. People weren’t allowed behind the wheel. In this instance, I didn’t really have much of a choice. It didn’t seem like Ghost was going anywhere, so I was going to have to force him to.

Ghost stopped at a red light and looked over at me. I just knew he was about to be with the bullshit. “When we make it,” he started, and I removed my hearing aids so I wouldn’t have to hear whatever he was about to say.

Out of nowhere, Ghost used ASL on my ass. His hands were moving fluently. All I could do was stare at him in awe. A lot of men that I encountered didn’t even know how to say yes in sign language let alone form a complete sentence.

“Where did you learn that from?” I asked him.

He hit me with, “None of your fucking business.” I was flabbergasted.

Ghost gripped the steering wheel and pulled off. Now I understood why he was the one who was placed on me. Savion knew he’d be able to get through to me if I decided to turn the world off.

We arrived at Eastchase, and Ghost stopped in front of Bath & Body Works. I never said that was where I wanted to go, but I figured that he didn’t even want to attempt to ask me where I wanted to go after I removed my hearing aids. That man didn’t have time for my foolishness.

I reached for the handle, and he whacked my hand. “Don’t ever touch a fucking door when in my presence,” he spoke and got out the car and rounded to my side. The only men that ever opened the door for me were my siblings and my daddy. All the other men that I dealt with acted as if they didn’t have any home training. Honestly, that was another reason why I didn’t want to deal with a man right now. I didn’t have any kids, and being with most men was like raising someone else’s kid.

He opened the door, and I got out. I observed him as he looked around before stepping up on the curb alongside me. We walked toward Sephora. Ghost pulled the door open as a woman and who looked like her daughter exited the store. I entered behind them and grabbed me a basket. Some of my serums were running low, and since I was in here, I might as well pick up a few other items as well.

Ghost followed closely behind me. I peeked at him over my shoulder. He stood there in his all-black suit. He was very much giving security how he was eyeing everybody.

“Hey, Ms. Saint-Mercier. Are you here for your usual?” Katie asked when she approached me. I shopped in this store entirely so much that these people knew me by name.

“Yeah. Just grabbing a few things,” I told her.

She looked over at Ghost, and I knew the questions were roaming through her brain. Out of all the times she’d ever seen me come in here, she’d never seen a man with me. I felt like shopping was retail therapy. A man didn’t deserve to be in my space when I was having my time. If I had it my way, I would’ve left his ass back at the house.

“Let me know if you need anything.”

Katie flashed me a smile and then bounced away.

“You need something, mister security man?” I turned to Ghost and asked.

He just stared at me without even answering. Funky bitch.

“You got some good skin. Maybe you’re a moisturizer guy. What’s your favorite brand?”

Ghost stared over the top of my head as if he didn’t see me standing there. He was trying so hard to stay in character and ignore me.

“I’ll just grab you a few different ones,” I said and scooped some of the moisturizers off the shelf into my basket.

We walked around the store for a bit longer before I decided that I was ready to go. Stepping to the counter, I stood there behind the people that were in front of us. This woman approached me, and Ghost reached out and shoved her back. She stumbled backward into the shelf behind her, knocking over the mini hand sanitizers and everything else that was up there.

“Ghost!” I gasped.

Some of the other people in the store helped the woman get up.

“Are you okay?” someone asked her.