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nProfessional photographer Dana Secrest has a secret and doesn’t even know it. When she storms from her best friend’s home on Christmas Eve—not the wisest decision she’s ever made—security contractor Sam Galdicar follows her to save her from her own hot temper and impulsive action. Upon arriving home, Dana discovers her apartment has been ransacked. Then an attempt is made on her life. She doesn’t know who’s trying to kill her or why, but Sam is determined to protect the woman whose eyes don’t need a camera to see the truth. n n |
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Focus by Holly Bargo
nEnemies-to-lovers, billionaire romance
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Excerpt
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n“So, tomorrow …” I began as I slid onto a stool.
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n“Yes?”
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n“I’ve got to get a new laptop computer.”
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n“I’ll take you.”
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nI shook my head. I should have known he’d jump to that conclusion. “No, you don’t have to interrupt your schedule any more than you already have. I was hoping you’d lend me a house key.”
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nHe turned to face me, leaning against the counter. “No.”
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n“No?”
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n“Have you forgotten the state of your apartment?”
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n“No, of course not.”
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n“That was malice, Dana. The average, garden variety burglar doesn’t leave behind destruction of that magnitude.”
nI blinked rapidly. “I suppose you’re familiar with ‘average, garden variety’ burglars?”
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n“I am.”
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n“How?”
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nHe shook his head and the corners of his mouth curled just a little bit. “You’re not going to distract me that way.”
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n“Look, Sam,” I huffed, “it’s probably likely that whoever burgled my home and destroyed it did so in a fit of pique because there wasn’t much of anything worth stealing.”
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n“I disagree.”
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n“You plan on keeping me a prisoner here?”
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nHe gestured toward the entrance. “You can leave anytime. You just can’t get back in.”
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nI couldn’t leave Sly behind and he knew that.
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n“Besides, I’m driving you home tomorrow,” he added.
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n“All right,” I relented with a huff. I really didn’t want to wait until returning to Ohio before buying another computer, but decided against arguing further. It wasn’t worth the hassle. Once Sam dropped me off in St. Paris, I’d borrow Dad’s car and head into Springfield or Urbana.
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