Julie Miller - Yuletide Protector

Do what you’re told. Let someone else handle the tough stuff.

Understanding the unspoken message in his watchful gaze better than she wanted to, Bailey shifted the car into Reverse and backed out of her parking space. Reluctantly, she drove around the pillar and down the ramp to the garage’s lower level, losing sight of that beacon of red-gold hair and the man who’d taken over her life for the past hour or so.

The weather looked far more drab, her world felt far more lonesome, than it had just a few minutes earlier. Spencer Montgomery irritated her with his cool, emotionless obsession with duty. But it was that same undeniable strength and grace under pressure that she had clung to when she’d been afraid or unsure of herself this morning.

Bailey braked at the garage’s exit and waited for traffic to pass. She couldn’t help glancing at the stairwell and elevator, wondering if she’d catch another glimpse of the man she found so compelling. But the street cleared and Bailey pulled out, leaving the fireworks of her time spent with Spencer Montgomery behind.

She shook her head at the irony of being attracted to a man who held himself in such control. During the time she’d spent in Spencer’s company, she’d felt anger, security, frustration, strength, uncertainty, excitement and fear. In short, everything a normal woman should feel.

But that was the curse of her life, wasn’t it? Until the trial was finished and Brian Elliott was behind bars permanently, she had no real chance at normal.

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