Chapter 42 The Truth

• Sharing a bed with his boss was the single weirdest thing Brandon had ever done, and that said a lot. The intimacy, the closeness of their bodies, and the total trust required for such an act were almost overwhelming.
• Brandon stared at the massive chandelier glowing on the ceiling, trying to will himself to sleep. It didn’t work. He was painfully aware of the man beside him, of his steady breaths and the heat radiating from his body. The room was cool, a fresh breeze flowing in from the open window, mingling with the air conditioning, yet Brandon felt hot.
• “You’re on fire,” Brandon complained.