Recklessly Rogue by Erin Nicholas

I have a hot British bodyguard in my guest room.

Could be worse, I guess. Like...bats in the attic?

Though bats don't rip your panties and ruin you for all other men.

How did this happen?

My sister married the prince he protects, so I now have an extra room and insisted my friend stay with me when she left her husband.

Her husband is being a real a-hole about that.

Which made the bodyguard all growly and he moved in to protect us.

That sounds nice, I know.