"Yara, take a look. This is the person we're assigned to protect."
Inside a small rental apartment, Rose Sanders kicked the door to the study open, a file folder in hand. She plopped down on the desk and snatched the pen right out of Yara Quillan's hand.
She unsealed the file, dangled it in front of Yara's face, and raised an eyebrow with a grin. "I'm begging you, stop researching prostatitis and erectile dysfunction. If you keep this up, I'm afraid no man will ever want a twenty-something like you!"
"Come on, look at this guy. That chiseled face, that toned and powerful physique... He's the definition of manly."
