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harshly. He’d been about to kiss her. Madeline couldn’t take that.
    â€œYour mouth is bleeding,” he said quietly, his lips just an inch away from her own.
    She slicked her tongue along her lip. “I bit it.”
    â€œI know,” he murmured.
    â€œLet me down, Walker.” She hated that her voice shook.
    He didn’t move. Madeline felt his gaze on her, but she kept her eyes lowered.
    â€œI came back for you, Madeline.”
    She did look him full in the face then.
    â€œYou fucking liar ,” she said incredulously. It was bad enough that he’d hauled her into this changing room, handcuffed her to a shower and screwed her until she didn’t know her own name. Now he was telling her ridiculous lies. Those six words he’d uttered felt like the equivalent of a slap. Tears sprung to her eyes.
    â€œLet me down. I need to shower. You came inside me!” Panic swelled in her breast. She cried out when he did precisely what she’d said, lifting her off his cock. He set her on her feet. Her teeth clenched in rising anger when she realized she was still attached to him with her arms looped around his neck.
    â€œHold on,” he said sternly when she struggled against him like a wild animal that had just realized it was trapped. She held the spasm of emotion that wanted to leap out of her chest down with effort as he helped her unhook her arms from his head. He bent and pulled some keys out of his jeans. As soon as he’d unlocked the cuffs and her wrists were free, she staggered away from him. He caught her with a hand on her elbow.
    â€œLeave me alone,” she bit out, made even more angry at the realization that she was about to cry. Why had she just allowed that to happen? Now he held even more power over her, and he knew it. “Just get out of here. Now .”
    She didn’t turn around as she hurried into the room that contained a steam sauna and shelves filled with towels. He’d gone by the time she returned.
    He’d done what she’d asked, for once.
    Unfortunately, given what Tony had hired him for, Walker Gray wouldn’t have gone far.

Two
    W alker glanced up from his computer screen when he heard the beep of a card being swept through the security entrance into Tony Hallas’s large den.
    â€œHas she come downstairs?” he asked, his fingers pausing on the keyboard.
    Barry nodded and plunked down into a chair. Barry had obviously used his time off this morning to take advantage of the undercover assignment location and bask in the Tahoe sunshine. He wore hiking boots and canvas shorts, and his nose was sunburned to a shiny glow. “She’s on the patio with Tony. She’s an eyeful, I’ll give her that, but about as friendly as a piranha on a diet. She sure doesn’t try to hide the fact that she doesn’t want our protection, does she?”
    Commenting on Madeline’s hostility seemed about as obvious as saying the Lake Tahoe view was spectacular, so Walker continued with his task of checking for attempts at breaching Tony’s security system. There were only a handful of individuals on the planet as well trained at securing a compound from either a physical or technological threat as the Secret Service. Tony Hallas wasn’t the president of the United States, but he’d hired Walker and his crew because he believed Walker could offer him similar protection in his Lake Tahoe vacation lodge. Even Tony, who owned the largest computer systems security company in the nation, had to admit he didn’t know some of the stuff the Secret Service did.
    â€œDo you know what Madeline just told me?” Barry asked.
    Walker frowned as his fingers continued to fly over the keyboard. “I can just imagine,” he murmured.
    â€œShe told me that I was infringing on her right to privacy by guarding her.”
    â€œDid you tell her that since she decided to have a relationship with Tony Hallas, she lost a