Samantha's P. O. V

Cedarcrest Manor

“I'm back.” Ashford announced as he strolled into the house, a wide grin on his face.

I looked up, my eyes meeting Ashford's before drifting to the two guards standing just outside the door, who looked like they'd rather be anywhere else.

“What's up with them?” I asked.

Ashford dropped into the seat across from me, slinging his jacket over the back. “My brother insisted. For our protection."

“Protection against what exactly?” I asked, curious.

Ashford waved a dismissive hand. “Well, I don't know, just protection, I guess."

I didn't press the issue further but turned back to my note and continued writing. My...