UNSHAKABLE (Able Series Book 4)

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Author: Gigi Aceves
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to enjoy life, Wildflower, but without shredding a few years off of mine. I want you to feel happy but safe; I need you to be safe for my sanity. I want you to be reckless with me standing close, knowing no one will ever hurt you. There are so many things I want for you, but your safety is far more important. So, when I’m being an asshole, as you put it, please know it’s because I need you to stay whole.”
    For me . . .
    She closes her eyes, enjoying my touch, shuddering under my hold. “You can’t touch me and except me not to react, not to hope, not to hurt. Will there ever be . . .”
    I pull my hand from her with great hardship. It’s like a knife jabbing into me.
    “Sophia, you know why there can’t be anything more.” My eyes focus past her, not wanting to be trapped in her green alluring eyes because in reality, I want to drown in their depths.
    “Look at me,” she whispers.
    The moment I do, my heart takes over my brain, and I relish in her beauty. How her eyes sparkle as she looks at me, how her lips tip in a smile so demure her innocence radiates like a jewel. Everything about her hypnotizes me to always be in her presence.
    “I can see it all in your eyes, Damien. I see the love, the passion, it consumes me. I know it consumes you too.”
    I turn and take a few paces toward the door. I’ve said enough—more than enough. We’ve had this conversation before, and it earns the same result—us fighting or me walking out and hurting her.
    Enough!
    “I’m not having this conversation with you, again. Go to sleep, Sophia. I’ll see you in the morning.”
    “I’ve pegged you for a lot of things, but never a liar. Well, I guess I was wrong.”
    Escape, that’s what I need. Not from the job, but from the weirdness that exists between us. I manage to control it while time and time again she expresses everything she feels about me. It can’t work . . . won’t work.
    In shock —because love , it doesn’t exist in my world. Not that I don’t want to be tied down, I don’t think there’s anyone out there who’s willing to be tied down with me and all my baggage.
    In awe —that even with a shitload of baggage to denounce love and a wall I’ve erected so high to protect myself, my Wildflower has managed to scale it and own every piece of me.

SOPHIA
    “IS THE ADVANCE TEAM IN place?”
    I’ve heard Damien talking about the advance team and agent placements ever since he arrived at the residence this morning. I can’t say I’m not nervous because I am, but not about the same things he’s worried about. Since this is the first time I’ve actually been invited to speak in my role as the “First Daughter”, I’m nervous I’ll embarrass myself and my dad. I’ve always been on the sidelines, standing next to my dad or mom, waving, smiling, and being the supportive daughter.
    “We’re rolling in five minutes.”
    Hearing Damien say we’re rolling makes me all the more anxious. I take a final look at myself in the mirror by the grand staircase, running my hand over my blue suit jacket, turning this way and that to make sure my ass looks great in my tailored pants. I take a step toward my room thinking of changing my two and a half inch Loubotin blue peep toe pumps to my ballerina flats for comfort, but Sarah shakes her head at me.
    “We’re ready, Sophia.” Damien’s voice comes from behind me.
    “Alright, let’s go then.”
    “You know the protocols, right? No veering off plan. Understood?”
    “Yes, Sir. However, I don’t think there’s a madman in my Alma Mater who wants to kill me, Agent Williams. I think my dad is a better target than I would be.”
    “Every single time you’re out of the confines of the White House you’re a target, Sophia.”
    We go in the limo with Sarah next to me, Damien riding shotgun and Jared behind the wheel. I go through my speech in my head while praying that I don’t miss a word or get lost looking at the teleprompter. Before I know it, we’ve

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