shook his head. “Thirty-five. So, what do we do? If you don’t want this Garth guy watching you, and don’t want to go home, then I guess it’s me.”
“Only you don’t want to babysit me, either.”
Sgt. Ames sucked in a deep breath. “Perhaps I shouldn’t have said it like that.”
“No, you shouldn’t have.”
He tilted his head. “So, where would you like to go first?”
“I already told you. The Stratosphere. I need to make a pit stop first.”
“I’ll escort you.”
“I can find the ladies on my own.” She winked at him. “I won’t be long. Finish your drink, and I’ll be back before you know it.” Tamlyn stood, realizing she had no idea where the ladies room was. No problem, she’d pop up to the suite. She pulled the key from her pocket, and called the lift.
Three men got in with her, laughing and joking. She pressed the button for her floor, then stood to one side, as the doors closed.
A man in a blue suit sidled over to her. “Hello, gorgeous.” He was British.
Tamlyn took a step to the left. Comments like that didn’t deserve an answer. She shuddered inside as Blue Suit’s eyes wandered up and down her figure.
He stepped closer, encroaching on her personal space. “It’s a crime that a beautiful woman like you should be alone in Vegas. Perhaps you’d like some company?”
Tamlyn wrapped her arms around herself. “I don’t think so, and I’m not alone.”
“Perhaps I could change your mind. After all, we Brits should stick together in a foreign city.” He pinned her against the wall, his fingers touching her arms. His alcohol scented breath filled her nostrils making her want to gag.
“I don’t think so.” Panic engulfed her. How was she going to get free? If he tried something, she was horribly outnumbered. Please…
The doors opened with a ping. She had no idea what floor she was on, but it didn’t matter, she was getting off and going to find Sgt. Ames. She tried to get free. “This is my floor.”
Blue Suit shook his head and didn’t move. “I don’t think so. For some reason we’re still in the lobby.”
“Going up?” The familiar voice sent ripples of relief through her. Never before had she been so glad to see a bodyguard. “There you are, babe.”
“Right here,” she answered quickly. “I thought I’d lost you.”
Sgt. Ames stepped inside the lift and moved over to Tamlyn. Something smoldered in his gaze as Blue Suit scooted over to the other men. “Are you all right?”
“I’m fine.”
She closed her eyes in relief as the cop put a protective hand against the small of her back and moved between her and the other men. Her knees were about to turn to jelly, and she wasn’t sure whether it was his touch or the close encounter. She took a deep breath, letting the scent of his cologne wash over her.
The lift moved, and after a minute reached the floor where the three men exited. Blue Suit smirked at Tamlyn as they left. “Offer’s still on. Room 2957. Ask for Daniel.”
Tamlyn ignored him, and as the doors closed, she took a step away from her bodyguard. “Thank you for getting here when you did.”
“What did he do?” Was it her imagination, or had he suddenly grown protective of her? There was something in his stance, in his voice, that hadn’t been there before. Something almost…personal? She dismissed the thought as soon as it came.
“Nothing. You got here before he could do anything other than breathe on me. He’s a twit who can’t keep his eyes in his head or his hands to himself. I just want to forget him and go to the Stratosphere.”
“Really?”
“Definitely. Once I’ve made that pit stop. I’m not about to let an idiot spoil my day.”
He held her gaze. “Fine…on one condition. You stay in my line of sight at all times.”
“But—”
He cut her off, still not raising his voice. “It’s not up for debate, Lady Bradshaw.”
“I’m not six.” The lift doors opened on her floor.
“I can see that.