Fairy Oddmother

Being a fairy godmother is a lot less “ bibbidi bobbidi boo ” and a lot more “ what the hell are you doing now ?”
Usually we’re assigned to kids, but I guess my habit of rule breaking and troublemaking has caught up to me, because Fate decided to throw me a curveball.
I’ve been assigned to watch over an adult.
An adult man .
A very handsome man with an incredibly dangerous job that I’m told he has to complete before I get a reprieve.
No one warned me this job would ever include guns, knives, car chases and bad guys. This isn’t the gig I signed up for. But I’ll be damned if I let anything happen to my man.