Chapter 43

“Why did this man go to you? Surely, as Mr. Burke’s executive secretary, this would be my concern.”

“He recognized your voice. From its tone, he could tell you were having quite a…good time with your partner. He didn’t want to interrupt, so he left. When he returned later, he discovered the underwear and this.” Nelson put the baseball glove Parrish’s Secret Santa—Ransom—had given him on his desk beside the underwear. “The man put two and two together. If Mr. Burke learns you had the unmitigated gall to have sex in his office—”

Sex in his office?Parrish choked back a laugh. That sounded like a new drink, the business version of sex on the beach.

Nelson’s mouth tightened. “There is nothing amusing about this situation.”

“No, but neither is what you’re accusing me of.”

There was a tap on the door, and Ms. Leonard entered with Nelson’s coffee. He didn’t thank her for it, and she didn’t seem surprised by his lack of courtesy.

“Did you need anything else, sir?” she asked.