Elise's pov

I spent the rest of the workday staring at that flash drive, turning it over and over in my hands like it might reveal its secrets if I just looked hard enough.

By the time Leonardo picked me up, I had worked myself into a state of anxious paranoia that must have been obvious because he immediately asked, "You okay back there?"

"Fine. Just tired."

"Boss is making dinner. He said to tell you he's trying out a new recipe."

Of course he was. Sebastian and his domestic ...