*Oliver*

Work was the best thing to keep my mind off Harper, and a good excuse to stay away from her. I could work at the office late into the night and no one would bother me. As long as I left before Harper was awake and got home after she was asleep, I wasn’t tempted.

“Mr. Crest,” my assistant, Sandra, interrupted, knocking on my office door timidly.

“Come in,” I called, waving her in.

She took a few careful steps. “Peter sent over a ...