CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Caleb emerged from the bathroom, his expression completely neutral, as if nothing had happened. That, at least, spared Vera some of the lingering awkwardness.

Still, her mind kept flashing back to what she had seen-the broad chest barely covered by the towel, the long legs that looked even longer than hers.

She quickly shoved those thoughts away.

"You okay?" she asked, clearing her throat. "The water cuts off occasionally around here.

"It didn't used to happen much, so we never really got around to fixing it," she added, feeling slightly guilty.

Too much had happened with her family, and something like inconsistent water pressure had never made it onto the priority list.

Now, she kind of regretted that oversight.

Luckily, Caleb didn't seem bothered. "I'm fine. I already finished showering."

Vera let out a breath of relief. Then she remembered the real reason she had come downstairs.

"Oh, right. Do you think Nash will send someone to inspect the factory?"

"He probably will," Caleb said after a brief thought. "Knowing him, you'll hear from someone within a day or two."

That wasn't just false reassurance.

Nash had always been a man of efficiency. He wouldn't waste time once a deal was set. If he had chosen to work with the Mason Corporation, then an inspection would follow immediately.

Vera nodded, then hesitated. "You and Nash seem pretty familiar. Could you tell me more about him? Anything that might help me with the project?"

her mouth, she

mean-only if

trying to

the most of this opportunity and avoid

"Sure. We still have some time before bed. Let's find a quiet

him to the

his illness, the space had gone untouched. Even

soon as she walked

cup still sat on the desk. His favorite paintings hung

was exactly as he had left

Her throat tightened.

Caleb poured her a glass

"Here. This should help."

took a sip and

Caleb got

her

he handled partnerships, and what

gave her an overview of York

soaked it

was determined to make the

*

morning, Caleb had barely left when her phone

She picked up.

this Miss Mason?" A polite male voice came through. "I'm Nash's assistant. Would you be