Chapter 65

• "You only have yourself to blame." Taylor levered herself up onto her elbows and then reached her hands out to Cassandra's thighs, pulling the neatly trimmed blonde snatch within range of her mouth. "We keep telling you to cut back on your workload and let someone else do it."
• "Yeah," I protested. "Isn't a personal assistant supposed to spend most of her time by my side? We have plenty of brilliant finance guys on the payroll."
• "But who's going to manage them? You're holed up in the house refusing to acknowledge that the honeymoon ended two days ago." Cassandra raised her eyebrows at me.