“I’m sorry you had to deal with that,” she whispers. I kiss the top of her head. “I’d do it again. Besides, it’s kind of my fault he had to work so much.” She pulls back. “What did you do?” I shrug, smiling. “I may know a guy who knows a guy who compromised Asher’s firm.” Her mouth drops open. “It was you. The reason he had a work crisis.” I shrug. “Whoops.” She gives me a conspiratorial smile. “You really are relentless. “For you? Always.”
