Page 94 of Falling for the Boss's Son

“That’s open for interpretation.”

He could see his dad’s temper rising. “Why didn’t she come to me?”

“She told me about it last night. The note was vague, saying something along the lines of knowing what she’d done.” Jesse leaned forward in his chair, resting his elbows on his knees and steepling his fingers. “Cassie says she has no idea what they’re referring to. She also says the gossip mill has been hard at work today.”

His dad leaned back in his chair, listening, taking in everything Jesse was telling him.

“And the more I think about it, I’m seeing it myself as well. Nothing major, but I’ve noticed conversations abruptly stopping as I walk past. I hadn’t given it much thought until Cassie pointed it out today at lunch.”

“You think the note and the gossip are related.” It wasn’t a question.

“While I have no proof of that, I’d say the timing is suspicious. Cassie and I have been discreet while at the office. We don’t even touch until we’re out of the building.”

“You had lunch in my office the other day.”

It was Jesse’s turn to raise his eyebrows.

The corners of Blake’s lips turned up into a tiny smile. “I have my sources.”

“Do your sources have any information on this?” Jesse asked, sitting back again in his chair.

Blake’s mouth tightened. “No.” His dad picked up his phone and punched in several numbers. “Could you come to my office? Yes.”

Jesse waited. He had no idea who his father had called.

His father hung up the phone. “Craig’s on his way up.”

Less than five minutes later, Cassie’s voice came through the speaker on his dad’s phone. “Craig Allen is here to see you, Mr. Masters.”

“Send him in.”

Craig Allen was six-foot-three and weighed over two hundred pounds. He was in his late forties and ex-military. He ran security for the building and for his dad’s personal protection. He closed the door behind him and faced Blake. “You wanted to see me?”

“Yes. Have a seat.”

For the next twenty minutes, the three of them discussed the building’s security. By the end of the meeting, they’d hashed out a plan not only for more cameras but also for some additional security in the building after hours.

Cassie’s gaze met his when he left his father’s office. He shook Craig’s hand, then crossed to her desk. “I’ll be back to pick you up at five. We don’t want to be late to your mom’s.”

She grimaced. “I’ll be here.”

Jesse smiled. He knew she was worried about dinner with her family. “With bells on?”

That made her chuckle. “Are you providing the bells?”

His only answer was a wink, then he headed back to his office. He still had a contract to find.

Not long after Jesse exited his dad’s office, Blake called her in. Her boss asked her to close the door behind her and take a seat. He got straight to the point. “Jesse told me about the note that was left on your desk. He tells me you don’t know what the note is referring to.”

“No, I don’t. I’ve racked my brain trying to come up with something, but there’s nothing I can think of.” She paused. “Nothing work related anyway.”

Blake held her gaze for a long moment, then nodded. “My son has suggested we install additional cameras. Craig agrees.”

“Is there something you need me to do?” Why else would he be telling her?

“The cameras are going to be installed after hours. If someone’s doing something they aren’t supposed to, I don’t want to give them a heads-up. However, there will be some aesthetic changes in certain areas. I doubt anyone will mention them to me, but they might approach you.” He paused. “Tell them we’re prepping for an upgrade to our internet. That will explain any wiring they see.”

Cassie nodded.

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