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sight of Alex. Unacceptable. Her hormones would just have to go back to sleep until she found a suitable man. She’d finally come to a place in her life where she’d found a peaceful port in the storm after her parents’ deaths. She wasn’t going to sacrifice it for anyone, especially a man who was sure to break her heart. Better that she let Alex know right now that she’d never spread her legs for him and he should move on to easier prey.
    Inclining her head to Alex, she said in a smooth voice, “Well, you got the old part right. We’ve already met.”
    Oh, how she loved the annoyance that filled Alex’s handsome face. She had no idea why he was so uptight about his age. He was, unfairly, one of those men who would only get better looking with time. Before she could help it, a giggle escaped at the sight of Alex’s offended expression. Then Peter began to laugh.
    “Ouch. Alex, you’re slipping.”
    Alex muttered something to Peter in a language she didn’t recognize then returned his attention to her. “I will have plenty of time to change her mind in the next six months, yes?”
    She turned to her uncle, praying she didn’t just hear that. “What?”
    Giving Alex a warning look, Peter nodded. “Alex and his men are your new bodyguards.”
    “Pardon me?”
    Alex had an irritating smirk twitching his lips that made her want to smack him. “We will be seeing much of each other, Jessica.”
    The way he said her name with a slight purr made her pussy clench, and she hated herself for reacting so easily to him.
    “Uh-uh. No way. You are both out of your damn minds if you think he’s going anywhere near my body. I don’t need to see a constant stream of women parading into his apartment. Gah, I hope the walls are thick.” Alex arched a brow, having the gall to look offended, and she glared at him. “You’re a manwhore, plain and simple.”
    Peter tsked. “Jessica, mind yer manners. You know nothin’ about Alex, only rumors, and you’re bein’ impolite to my guest.”
    She flushed and dropped her eyes to the ground before muttering, “Yes, sir.”
    There wasn’t a doubt in her mind that Uncle Peter loved her, but he was a stickler for manners. He’d tried to explain to her that Dublin wasn’t like the States, that women conducted themselves differently, that the men had pride, sometimes in excessive amounts. He’d gone on and on about a man’s reputation being important, and if she was blatantly disrespectful, it could get her in a world of trouble, but she hadn’t really understood what he was talking about. Their conversation had been odd, and he kept hesitating, like he wanted to say something but couldn’t. Finally, to ease the worried look on his face, she’d agreed to watch her normally sarcastic mouth and not make any problems for him.
    Alex’s gray eyes sparkled with suppressed mirth as he arched a brow in Jessica’s direction. “Do not worry. You will hardly know we are here.”
    Before she could respond, Peter returned and shook Alex’s hand. “I’ll see you next week. Give my regards to your father, and tell Dimitri that it’s been too long since he’s come to visit us.”
    “I will.” Alex gave Jessica that almost-smile of his that was beginning to drive her crazy and walked out the bar without a backward glance.
    After Alex left, her uncle sat next to her and stole a sip of her beer, ignoring her glare. “Don’t be angry, lass. Alex is a trustworthy man, and more importantly, he is very good at his job. I know he can be a bit of a prick, but I just want you to be safe. I thought long and hard about who to assign to you, and he’s the best man for the job. Let me have this, Jessica. I need to know yer being taken care of when I’m not around.”
    She was all set to argue with Peter, but his obvious need to protect her pricked the balloon of her anger. Shit, she was acting like a brat and not considering his feelings, only hers. Jessica’s father had been overprotective