Nanny 911
“Sorry to get you up so early.” Miranda beamed inside and out at the gritty image of her brother in his desert camouflage uniform on the screen of her laptop. “Merry Christmas, big guy.”“Merry Christmas, kiddo. Sorry to keep you up so late.”“That’s okay. I’m on duty, anyway.”“In your pajamas? Where’s your gun stashed?”Miranda curled her legs beneath her in the chair in the Gallagher estate’s security command center and grinned. At least one perk to working the holidays for a man who was as wealt...hy and techno-savvy as he was unsettling and opinionated was access to a pretty sophisticated computer setup. This was the best satellite link she’d had with her brother since he’d been deployed. “Long story. So tell me, what did you do to celebrate?”John’s hair was a few shades darker than her blond locks, but the same green eyes looked back at her and smiled. “Well, I just stuffed my belly with a ridiculous amount of food. They went all out for the holiday meal—ham, turkey, prime rib.MoreLess
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