Chapter Two The Night Of The Shiny Armor This chapter is short, I will have much longer ones.

Susan was watching Artemus Gordon sat on the edge of the bed, brooding about the new mission to protect the prince. It had been a long day.

No actually he hadn't been tired at all, tonight he had been preoccupied, but he couldn't quite put his fingers on why.

Thinking back on the last assignment with Loveless, Gordon found it frustrating not to be able to recall his conditioning after throwing that keg of dynamite at Dr. Loveless and Andrew.

"Look Artemus it's your job to protect the prince, why are you fighting this with Colonel Richmond?"

Artemus pondered this, it certainly wasn't the first time he'd reacted to her question or being aroused with her being so close to him.

Artemus was honest with himself about his passion and the tastes, and knew himself as something of a sadist. He further knew himself for what was described in Europe as a exotic taste was not usual for the American male.

"All right Susan I can understand it, it's my oath for the president and the United States government, however I don't have to like it one bit."

Artemus sighed and removed his jacket, placing it carefully over the wooden valet. He slipped out of his ornate vest and sat down heavily, sighing more deeply.