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“If someone gets too pushy or personal for you, call me about that, too. Anything. I’m not taking any chances with our star witness.”

So the warmth of his hand on her arm and the patient, adult conversation was about protecting the outcome of his task force investigation. “You’re not taking any chances?”

“No.”

With a wry smile, Bailey shook her head. Spencer Montgomery had KCPD running through his veins. Any shivers of awareness she might feel at his warm hands or masculine smells or polite attention were misguided responses to a man who was simply doing his job.

She was the surviving victim who could put away the Rose Red Rapist forever.

“I’ll call,” Bailey promised. “If I suspect anything’s not right, I’ll call.”

“Don’t go shopping by yourself. Make sure someone knows where you are at all times. You do whatever you have to to stay safe.”

She’d had younger, more charming men hit on her with sweet words and shower her with gifts. But she’d never responded so easily, so basically, to any one of them the way she was reacting to Spencer Montgomery today.

“I’ll try not to let you down, Mr Montgomery.”

“You won’t.”

You won’t.

Did those last two words mean Detective Montgomery had faith in her ability to get the job done?

Or were they a warning that he intended to make sure she didn’t screw this up?