Bodyguard (Hollywood A-List Book 2) by CD Reiss

Bodyguard (Hollywood A-List Book 2) by CD Reiss

Author:CD Reiss [Reiss, CD]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781542049009
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2017-11-13T16:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 26

CARTER

No matter what anyone tells you, night-vision cameras aren’t perfect. Not even close to halfway perfect. So when I went to the monitors to see what the system was beeping about, I didn’t notice her clogs or the slimness of her frame. I just saw a black-clad person skulking around the house and up the porch.

I worked for famous people with crazy fans. Before that, I put people in jail. I made a very nice living and had things to steal. Mostly, and at the top of the list, I needed to protect Phin from my life without making him feel as if he lived in a prison. So the security system was invisible and thorough. It conformed to frustrating Historical Society guidelines. It had been silent for years.

When I saw the figure crawling around the house at dinnertime, my instinct was to protect first and ask questions later. I’d been a cop when Genevieve Tremaine and her estranged husband wound up dead. I took stalking very seriously. I told Phin and Mom to get upstairs now. When Phin asked questions, I practically threw him up the stairs by the back of his collar.

I scared the shit out of him.

My mother was more scared of me than the intruder.

Who wasn’t an intruder.

Once the LAPD showed up, I went outside, where Emily had her hands up and the same sexy little black outfit she’d been in all afternoon. She was drowned in light, squinting, scared. Two uniforms had their guns on her. I stood away from it all, in a dark corner.

I felt a burning need to protect her as much as I’d felt the need to protect my family against her a minute before. An older cop came up the steps. I knew him.

“Fifty-one-fifty.” He addressed me by my badge number.

Harry and I exchanged a quick handshake as one of the gun-wielding cops put his piece away and told her to turn around and put her hands on her head.

“I know her,” I said.

“Got yourself a stalker?”

He seemed to think it was funny. Maybe it was. I didn’t have much of a sense of humor about it.

“She’s harmless,” I said without thinking. One of the cops started patting Emily down, and my whole brain short-circuited. I jumped toward them.

“I’ll do it,” I said. The cop looked at Harry, who must have nodded. Emily should have recognized my voice, but she didn’t turn around.

I got behind her.

“Hands on the wall,” I said. “Above your head.”

When she obeyed me, stretching her arms over her head and placing her hands flat on the siding, half my anger drained away. My dick woke up.

“Feet apart.” I didn’t wait for her to do it. Obedience was nice, but kicking her legs open was just a little more arousing.

“Carter.” Her voice was an apology I’d accept later.

“No talking.”

I frisked her, starting at her wrists, working down to her ribs. She wasn’t hiding a damn thing under those strips of clothing except tits and curves and an ass shaped like two eggs in a carton.



Download



Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.