After my parents died, I ended up in the arms of my ex-boyfriend’s older brother.
We swore to keep it between us—it was just a careless fling—but he clearly didn’t hold up his end of our agreement.
My ex found out everything.
In desperate need of a job after 5 years, and my heart still broken, I contacted him about getting an interview with his company.
What I didn’t bargain for, was becoming his personal secretary.
Like a moth to a flame, I couldn’t keep away from him again.
After agreeing to spend a week in New York City to get it all out of our systems, I came home with a lot more than expected.
Those two blue lines would ruin his career.
Or maybe it’s a secret that I take to the grave.