The intensity of their earlier conversation settled over Miranda. His promise to take care of her had been shockingly sincere, but it didn't solve the professional minefield she had just walked into. Slipping carefully from the sheets, she located her discarded clothes.
"And where do you think you're going?" Nolan’s deep voice was quiet but alert. She turned to find him propped on one elbow, watching her.
"I should go," she whispered.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because this was a mistake," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "Nolan, I know what you said earlier, but professionally... this changes everything. You're my boss. I’m your employee."
"Executive secretary," he corrected with maddening calm.
"It doesn't matter what you call it! This—" she gestured wildly between them "—changes everything. I'm no better than Ryan now. I threw myself at you hours after catching him cheating."
