Beverly Long - Bodyguard Reunion

He’d do absolutely anything to protect her...

Security expert Royce Morgan has fought like hell to change his ways. Since Jules Cambridge left him and married someone else eight years ago, he’s not the man he once was. But he casts the past aside once death threats propel Jules back into his life again, this time in need of his protection.

In Las Vegas for a conference—and on a quest to untangle the chilling secrets in her mother’s diary—Jules might not make it out of Sin City alive. Every step toward the truth brings her closer to danger. And every moment with Royce brings back passion that could destroy or save their future.

“When we get to the room, I need you to let me know if anything doesn’t look right or feel right. Go with your gut.”

Her gut was telling her that it had been a mistake to think that she could be with Royce 24/7 and not relive the memories of that summer. The best summer of her life.

“Okay,” Jules said.

He opened the door, checked the hallway, then motioned for her to come. At the stairway entrance, he quietly said that he’d go first.

He’s just being careful, she told herself. No need to start seeing shadows in the corners.

They got to the third floor and he smiled at her reassuringly, as if he’d sensed her nervousness. “So far so good.”

She swallowed hard. “Really good.”

Royce reached out his hand, wrapped it gently around her arm. His skin was very warm and she could feel the transfer of heat. “It’s going to be fine,” he said. “I will not let anything happen to you.”

* * *

Don’t miss the next romance in Beverly Long’s exciting new miniseries, Wingman Security!

Dear Reader,

While I’ve been a part of the Harlequin family for many years, this is my first Romantic Suspense. I’m excited to be joining all the very talented Romantic Suspense authors that I have enjoyed reading for so many years.

Bodyguard Reunion is book one in the four-book Wingman Security series. Wingman Security is an elite security firm, specializing in both personal and property security. The four partners are all former air force. Wingman Security is headquartered in Vegas, and that’s the setting for the first book.

In Bodyguard Reunion, Royce Morgan unexpectedly has the opportunity to provide personal security for pharmaceutical CEO Juliana Cambridge, who is visiting Vegas on business. It should be a routine job. But given that Jules is the woman who broke his heart eight years earlier when she married another, it’s anything but routine. Especially when it becomes clear that someone is trying to kill her.

JC, as she’s known in the corporate world, can’t run from her troubles or from Royce. She needs to be in Vegas for a reason that has nothing to do with business and everything to do with unraveling secrets that her mother took to her grave more than fifteen years earlier. Secrets that could destroy her father, a man Royce Morgan has good reason to hate.

I love reunion stories, love the idea that sometimes you really can have a second chance, a do over if you will, to beat the odds and finally get that happy ending with the one you loved and lost. I’m hoping that you’ll be rooting for Royce and Jules!

All my best,

Beverly

Bodyguard Reunion

Beverly Long

www.millsandboon.co.uk

BEVERLY LONG enjoys the opportunity to write her own stories. She has both a bachelor’s and a master’s degree in business and more than twenty years of experience as a human resources director. She considers her books to be a great success if they compel the reader to stay up way past their bedtime. Beverly loves to hear from readers. Visit beverlylong.com, or like her at Facebook.com/beverlylong.romance.

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Contents

Cover

Back Cover Text

Introduction

Dear Reader

Title Page

About the Author

Dedication

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Epilogue

Extract

Copyright

Chapter 1

Royce Morgan stood under the hot water and let his tired muscles simply enjoy. He’d spent the last six days providing security for people who had too much money and too few manners, on a mountain in Wyoming, wearing skis, with daydreams of a warm fire and bourbon the only thing keeping him sane.

He was grateful to be back in Vegas where a brutal February day was forty-five degrees.

He dumped some shampoo in his hand, scrubbed his very short hair and stuck his head under the spray to wash it out. When he was done, he realized his cell phone was ringing. Reluctantly he shut off the shower, shoved the sliding door open, and grabbed for a towel and the phone in one swipe.

“I am not late,” he answered, looking at the number.

“Not yet,” Trey said.

His business partner believed that arriving any later than an hour early was the height of slothfulness. “Listen,” Royce said. “I almost froze my ass off out there.”

“Lose any fingers or other important appendages?” Trey asked.

Royce looked down at his naked self. “Everything seems to be attached.”

“Good to know. Be an interesting worker’s comp claim.”

“Don’t I know it.” In addition to a full caseload, Royce handled the finance and risk management for Wingman Security. Made sure everybody got paid, that the bills didn’t stack up and that their assets were protected.

He put the phone on speaker and set it down so that he could dry himself off.

“Look,” Trey said, “we got an inquiry on the voice mail. Some guy who needs protection for a company executive. He wants a callback first thing this morning.”

Royce wasn’t usually responsible for contracting new business. That was Rico’s domain, but since Rico and Seth, the third and fourth men of the four-man partnership, were currently enjoying themselves on a beach in Mexico, that left him and Trey to pinch hit. Trey had evidently decided it was Royce’s turn at bat. “What’s the number?”

Trey rattled it off and Royce used his finger to write it on the fogged-up mirror. “Got it.”

“Remember that I’m tied up with the Anderson project for another two weeks,” Trey said.

“Understood,” Royce said. Trey was part of a team watching the private airfield of Billy-Bob Anderson, an eccentric billionaire from Maine who spent the winter in Vegas. He flew his own experimental aircraft and worried incessantly that everyone from Russia to Elvis’s ghost was intent upon copying his design. His plane was under twenty-four-hour guard.