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“What are you hiding, Ellie?”

“What makes you think I’m hiding something?” Ellie busied herself pouring the hot water into a mug.

“I get the feeling there’s something in your past you don’t like to talk about,” Colt murmured.

“I didn’t know full disclosure about all details of my life was necessary for me to get this job. Your grandmother seems satisfied.”

He dipped his head in a curt nod. “Winnie is a great judge of character.”

Meaning he had his doubts?

One of the reasons she liked being a bodyguard was that she could blend into the background. She kept a lock on her past—a past she didn’t want to take out and reexamine.

“If you must know, the short version of my life so far is—”

“That’s okay—I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to bring up something painful.”

“What did you mean?”

“To make sure Winnie was in good hands.”

She stared into his light blue eyes. “She’s in good hands. When I do a job, I do it one hundred percent.”

Christmas Stalking

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