Finding My Bodyguard (The Bodyguard Series Book 1)

by A. Blossom

“Yeah, okay. Just make sure you give me a two-week notice next time you decide to try and start a war behind some pussy.”

“Give me a good reason why you’re here trying to fix something that ain’t broken. Your body is perfect.”

“Changing your body for that nigga won’t make him love or respect you any more than he does now.”

“One encounter, and we about to snatch a nigga bitch?”

“You like playing with fire, huh? Just because I’m not trying to make this about sex, Monroe, doesn’t mean I won’t pick your thick ass up and push this dick all in yo’ stomach.”

“Sometimes choosing you can open the doors for others to do the same. Never feel guilty for choosing you—even if it’s over family.”

“I find my peace in knowing that every day I wake up, I’m living the life I chose and breaking the toxic cycle I don’t care to be a part of.”

“Those unladylike parts of you are the best parts.” I hoped my words landed somewhere in her spirit. She needed it.

“Anything you want in this world, I’m gon’ put it in your hands. You understand?”

“That nigga behind these doors is my brother. We have been locked in since we were lil pee pee diaper wearing niggas. He asks me for something, anything, I’m pulling up. He asks me to go to war behind a girl he’s feeling, and I walk her down the aisle. We family now, mamas. That’s that!” Meechie confessed, causing butterflies to flutter in my chest.

“We supposed to give her to you, nigga, back up.” Meechie chuckled, causing me to giggle.

Lmaooo

“Monroe, baby, when you do all that and when you’re healed, you better believe I’ma be there with open arms, waiting for you to choose a nigga. Not because I’m the only nigga that’s ever treated you like you deserve or because I be digging yo’ fucking guts out, but choose me because you know who the fuck Monroe is and how I fit into your life.”

“He is perfect. He didn’t gaslight me about the situation. He apologized, answered my questions, affirmed me, and reassured me that I had a special place in his life.

You asked me to heal you, but I can’t. I can only offer my hand to hold while you heal yourself.

“You willing to trade yo’ freedom for Monroe’s?” Meechie blurted the one thing we were both thinking.

“Wrong, my wife, my business.”

Big business

I’d promised to be her bodyguard, and I was never going back on my word.

I promised my wife a better life, and I don’t break my promises.”

It was a time when my father's disapproval of my choices got to me, but I’d stopped seeking his approval long ago. I accepted that his opinion of me didn’t matter because his values and goals weren’t aligned with mine, and they would never be.

“Yo’ wars are my wars, bro.” Meechie turned to face me as he pulled out of the Iris estate.

“If something happens to Monroe, I’m gon’ unretire and be the savage I was born to be.” I grunted. Meechie sighed.

“Been sis, and you better stop trying to force her to live life without you before you regret it, nigga.”