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When a stalker gets too close to plus-size model Mae Cooper, it’s time to hire some muscle.

Enter former military man turned executive protection officer Ziggy Thayer. Having spent years guarding billionaires, royalty, and rock ‘n’ roll greats, he’s seen it all. From lavish parties through to every kind of excess.

There’s no reason some Instagram stylista should throw him off his game. Even if she does have the most dangerous curves he’s ever seen…


Kylie Scott


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From author Kylie Scott and 1001 Dark Nights, an all-new novella in the fabulous Stage Dive series is out today, and I have a little sneak peek for you.

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I opened the door and…stopped.

“Miss Cooper?” he asked in a deep voice.

I blinked.

He waited.

Say something. “Ah, yes. Hi. That’s me.”

Over six foot worth of tall, dark, and devastatingly handsome stood before me. And while I was falling apart, he seemed so put together it hurt. My messy bun and spandex clad ass were not anywhere up to dealing with this today. Whoever he was, he needed to leave and come back another time. Preferably when I was rocking one of my best outfits and actually had a clue. Or had at least had a shower. Deodorant could really only go so far.

“I’m Ziggy Thayer,” he said. “Samuel Rhodes sent me over.”

“He did?”


“Y-you’re going to be my bodyguard?”

“Close protection officer, yes.”


He tipped his chin. “Is there a problem, miss?”

“I, um…”

Was there a problem? Hell yes. This was a fucking disaster. My brain refused to function, all synapses had stalled. I didn’t know if it was the immaculate black suit, general air of badassery, or his stone-faced expression. But whatever it was, he needed to cease and desist with the hotness immediately. It’s not like I wasn’t used to being around beautiful people. It’s part of my job, after all. And he wasn’t even beautiful exactly, but for some reason, I couldn’t stop staring.

“Mae, you’re being weird. Let him in,” ordered Lena from the couch. As friends go, Lena and her bluntness occasionally sucked. This was clearly one of those occasions.

“Sorry.” I stepped back, heat creeping up my neck. “Please, come in, Mr. Thayer.”

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