“Your father dropped by.” James scowled. “I assure you, whatever he told you, it wasn’t on my behalf.” “I figured, since he started off by telling me not to have any further contact with you. I thought about telling him you were in the boathouse, naked, waiting for me to show up with the maple syrup and the handcuffs, but I was afraid he’d take me seriously and go storming out there to make you put your pants back on.”
