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us whether or not to proceed, or if this is something that he’ll handle himself.” He took a folder out of his laptop bag. “Now let’s go over your work and social schedule for the next five days, OK?”
“Yes,” she said. “Let’s do that.”
**
Dallas stared down at the file in front of him, trying very hard to stay completely professional about its contents. He was having a hard time.
In his hands, he held Olivia’s whole damn life, from birth to about eight hours ago when he’d spoken to Mark and made a note of their conversation, both in hard copy and in the e-file. And now here he sat, preparing to go and sleep just one room over from the woman whose entire existence he’d spent the past three days going over, relentlessly, ruthlessly. Dallas was sure that he knew more about Olivia than just about anyone else in her life, and that wasn’t sitting well with him.
He didn’t like how he’d learned about her so fully. He wished that she’d told him these things herself… while lying in bed with him, her head on his chest, his hands in her hair. After making love.
Dallas sighed heavily, and reminded himself that Olivia Jameson was just another client now, and he had to treat her as such. Whatever history they had – those long nights spent talking in the hospital waiting rooms, the dinners at Jenny’s restaurant with her friends and the guys, the coffees and chats while planning how to organize Emma’s treatment pick-up and drop-off schedule that week – it all had to be set aside. Now she was a job. That’s it.
Yeah, right, man. Like you totally believe that. Jesus Christ. We need to find this guy fast – I’m not sure how many nights I can sleep over there before I officially and totally lose my mind.
He drove to Olivia’s house and saw that the night security team was already in position. He nodded at John Griffin – Griff to everyone – and Selena Perez. Both smart, tough, experienced bodyguards and former military. Griff had been a Seal and Selena had been on the front line in Iraq for two tours. They were both young and single and loved the night work, and Dallas had discovered that they were an amazing team.
He parked just in front of the door, then glanced up to see Sully standing there, his gun drawn and at waist-level.
“Hey, man,” Sully said and put his weapon away. “Good to see you.”
“Yeah, you too. How’s it going here?”
Sully shrugged. “Easy day today… she just stayed home, got some rest. We go back to full-swing tomorrow.”
“Yeah, I got the itinerary. Thanks.”
“OK, so,” Sully said. “Anything else before we go home?”
“Nope,” Dallas said. “You and Mark can head on out… I’ve got it from here.”
He walked around the outside of the entire house, checking that all the cameras were working again, taking in any small detail that may or may not be important. He looked through the fence to the woods next to her house. He didn’t like that they were so close and so thick, but he knew that Selena and Griff would be checking them often, and Dallas had installed an extra camera on one of the trees. He felt a bit better about the situation, but not terrific.
He went inside and said goodnight to Mark and Sully. Olivia was in the kitchen opening containers of something that smelled delicious. She turned and smiled at him.
“I didn’t feel like cooking, so I ordered in. You like Indian food?”
His stomach growled. She laughed.
“I’ll take that as a yes, then?”
“Oh, yeah,” Dallas said. “Big fan of Indian cuisine over here.”
“Good,” she said. “You want to get yourself settled in to your bedroom and get cleaned up a bit? I’ll set the table.”
“Olivia, you don’t have to entertain or feed me,” he said, remembering too late that this was a job and not a date. “I can just go to the guestroom and work.”
She looked at him. “You want to go work?”
He shuffled. “Well. No. I’d rather have the Indian
“Yes,” she said. “Let’s do that.”
**
Dallas stared down at the file in front of him, trying very hard to stay completely professional about its contents. He was having a hard time.
In his hands, he held Olivia’s whole damn life, from birth to about eight hours ago when he’d spoken to Mark and made a note of their conversation, both in hard copy and in the e-file. And now here he sat, preparing to go and sleep just one room over from the woman whose entire existence he’d spent the past three days going over, relentlessly, ruthlessly. Dallas was sure that he knew more about Olivia than just about anyone else in her life, and that wasn’t sitting well with him.
He didn’t like how he’d learned about her so fully. He wished that she’d told him these things herself… while lying in bed with him, her head on his chest, his hands in her hair. After making love.
Dallas sighed heavily, and reminded himself that Olivia Jameson was just another client now, and he had to treat her as such. Whatever history they had – those long nights spent talking in the hospital waiting rooms, the dinners at Jenny’s restaurant with her friends and the guys, the coffees and chats while planning how to organize Emma’s treatment pick-up and drop-off schedule that week – it all had to be set aside. Now she was a job. That’s it.
Yeah, right, man. Like you totally believe that. Jesus Christ. We need to find this guy fast – I’m not sure how many nights I can sleep over there before I officially and totally lose my mind.
He drove to Olivia’s house and saw that the night security team was already in position. He nodded at John Griffin – Griff to everyone – and Selena Perez. Both smart, tough, experienced bodyguards and former military. Griff had been a Seal and Selena had been on the front line in Iraq for two tours. They were both young and single and loved the night work, and Dallas had discovered that they were an amazing team.
He parked just in front of the door, then glanced up to see Sully standing there, his gun drawn and at waist-level.
“Hey, man,” Sully said and put his weapon away. “Good to see you.”
“Yeah, you too. How’s it going here?”
Sully shrugged. “Easy day today… she just stayed home, got some rest. We go back to full-swing tomorrow.”
“Yeah, I got the itinerary. Thanks.”
“OK, so,” Sully said. “Anything else before we go home?”
“Nope,” Dallas said. “You and Mark can head on out… I’ve got it from here.”
He walked around the outside of the entire house, checking that all the cameras were working again, taking in any small detail that may or may not be important. He looked through the fence to the woods next to her house. He didn’t like that they were so close and so thick, but he knew that Selena and Griff would be checking them often, and Dallas had installed an extra camera on one of the trees. He felt a bit better about the situation, but not terrific.
He went inside and said goodnight to Mark and Sully. Olivia was in the kitchen opening containers of something that smelled delicious. She turned and smiled at him.
“I didn’t feel like cooking, so I ordered in. You like Indian food?”
His stomach growled. She laughed.
“I’ll take that as a yes, then?”
“Oh, yeah,” Dallas said. “Big fan of Indian cuisine over here.”
“Good,” she said. “You want to get yourself settled in to your bedroom and get cleaned up a bit? I’ll set the table.”
“Olivia, you don’t have to entertain or feed me,” he said, remembering too late that this was a job and not a date. “I can just go to the guestroom and work.”
She looked at him. “You want to go work?”
He shuffled. “Well. No. I’d rather have the Indian
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