Chapter 27: He Was a Man, Not a Saint

A faint flush crept up Eileen Brewsley's cheeks. She wasn't clueless-she knew exactly what he meant. Only, they weren't that close yet. It rolled off her tongue when other people were around, but with just the two of them, those words caught in her throat. Eileen was a force to be reckoned with in business. Rarely did she find herself tongue-tied like this. "You keep working. I'm going to wash up and turn in." Clutching her laptop, she made a flustered retreat, almost as if fleeing the scene. She...