Leave Me Breathless. HelenKay Dimon

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Leave Me Breathless

      Leave Me Breathless

      HELENKAY DIMON

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      KENSINGTON PUBLISHING CORP.

       www.kensingtonbooks.com

      In memory of Kate Duffy—there aren’t adequate words

       to express my appreciation for your support

       or my sadness at your passing.

      ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

      This book is about fictional lawyers and judges in Montgomery County, Maryland. I know a little about the courthouse because I practiced law there for twelve years. As something of an expert on the place, I can honestly say nothing in this book actually happened, and none of the characters are based on real people. It’s all a product of my imagination. The lawyers, judges, and clerks I knew and worked with were smart, savvy, and dedicated. My special thanks go out to my former fellow partners—Pat, Cindy, Jeff, Kevin, and Vince—for showing me how to practice with integrity. You are good people doing tough work.

      I also want to thank Megan Records for stepping in and helping out on this book. You were patient when I needed more time to revise. For that I am eternally grateful.

      As always, I couldn’t write a book without the support of my husband, James, who also happens to be a pretty amazing lawyer.

      Contents

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Chapter Nine

      Chapter Ten

      Chapter Eleven

      Chapter Twelve

      Chapter Thirteen

      Chapter Fourteen

      Chapter Fifteen

      Chapter Sixteen

      Chapter Seventeen

      Chapter Eighteen

      Chapter Nineteen

      Chapter Twenty

      Chapter Twenty-one

      Chapter Twenty-two

      Chapter Twenty-three

      Chapter Twenty-four

      Chapter Twenty-five

      Chapter Twenty-six

      Chapter One

      “I don’t need a bodyguard.” Judge Bennett Walker delivered his observation as he unclipped the top of his black robe and stripped the garment off his shoulders.

      Callie Robbins had to fight hard to keep from rolling her eyes. Three denials in two minutes. Yeah, she got it. The big tough guy in the flower-print tie somehow thought he could stop a bullet simply by pretending it didn’t exist.

      Gavel or not, she was not a fan of pigheaded stupidity, even if it did come in a six-foot-three package of smoldering eye candy. And this guy had the smoking hot thing down. A square jaw and light brown hair that fell in a soft line over his forehead were just the beginning of the impressive package. She’d heard about the broad shoulders he hid under the required work outfit. Watching his white shirt pull across his chest, she now could vouch for his linebacker form. Thirty-eight and sat on his butt all day, but there wasn’t an ounce of fat on the guy that she could tell.

      Still, all of the idol worship surrounding him in the Circuit Court for Montgomery County, Maryland, struck her as overkill. From what she could tell, Ben Walker was a prosecutor-turned judge-turned-superstar in the uber-wealthy area north of Washington, D.C. He wielded a heap of power and had all the female courthouse clerks scurrying around to catch a peek at him. But, really, he was just a man. And from Callie’s 120 seconds of experience, a very stubborn one.

      “If there’s nothing else…” Ben let his voice trail off as he slid into his oversized leather desk chair.

      Callie didn’t bother to respond to the not-so-subtle dismissal, because he wasn’t talking to her. Hell, he hadn’t even sent a small glance in her direction since she’d dodged his gaggle of admirers in the outer office to follow him into his private chambers. No, the judge saved all his wrath and attention for the other man in the room, his older brother by one year, Mark Walker.

      “This isn’t up for discussion, Ben,” Mark said in a clear attempt at reason. “You have a target on your back.”

      “I’m not the one in danger.”

      Mark shook his head. “Your job is to rule on cases. Leave the law enforcement decisions up to me, will ya?”

      Callie knew Mark could handle the worst. He had turned his tenure at the FBI into a position with an undercover division within Homeland Security charged with protecting high-profile targets in the D.C. metro area. Callie wasn’t sure what the job entailed, but she knew it was a big one. The kind where her record would likely disqualify her for regular duty, which explained why she was an independent contractor doing Mark a private favor on this job.

      Since the judge hadn’t acknowledged her presence except for a brief nod after Mark’s introduction, she decided to force the issue. She was standing right there next to the judge. Hard to imagine he could miss her, what with his big brain and all.

      “Did you forget the part where someone blew up your car?” she asked.

      Silence slammed through the large room. For a second, nothing moved. Callie was pretty sure even the wall clock stopped ticking. Then the judge turned in his seat and glanced at her with a blank expression. “Hard to do that since it burst into flames about ten feet away from me.”

      “A smart guy would take that as a sign,” Mark said.

      With that, the judge went right back to talking to his brother. “Emma was the target, not me.”

      The long breath eased from Callie’s chest. Something about having the man’s sole attention turned on her made her nerve endings jump and twitch. An odd shakiness flooded through her. And she didn’t like it one bit.

      She watched the brothers argue, marveled at how different two men who were raised in the same household could be. Mark sounded reasonable, smart, focused. The judge came off as a pompous jackass. Attractive in a make-your-eyes-cross kind of way, but still a pompous

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