““Is Mr. Huntley safe?” Bethany’s composed voice sounded through the connection. “He is. Are you?” “I’m fine. Jeff and I went for a drive around the block. I had to tell him to stay to the left twice.” Liev laughed in spite of himself. “Did you keep him close?” Bethany’s question sent tight ropes of tension through Liev’s chest. “I did.” “Why didn’t you answer the phone when I first rang?” Because I was tongue-fucking our boss against a door. The confession played through Liev’s mind like a wicked taunt. “I was dealing with the situation.” “I want details later.” He snorted at Bethany’s calm demand. “Tough. You’re not going to get them.” Bethany chuckled. “Yes, I will,” she said, and then hung up. Suppressing a growl, Liev shoved his phone back into his pocket. Chris’s P.A. was an enigma. A frustrating, feisty enigma who seemed to have an agenda regarding their boss that Liev couldn’t decipher but somehow seemed to be a part of. Which made her his new favourite woman in the world. Or his least.””
