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engagements all the time, always tossing out some half-hearted attempt at a cover story as he waltzed out the door. It was infuriating, working for a man who kept her out of the loop so much.
    But that was about to change. Because Rose had cracked the code.
    On the bus to work, she’d been thinking over some of the messages she received from clients to give to Joe. And it occurred to her that there was a pattern—loose and complex, but undeniable. So as soon as her gorgeous boss slinked out the door, she immediately jumped into trying to decipher his calendar for the day. Joe was out of the office nearly all morning and afternoon and the calls were sparse, leaving Rose plenty of time to spend figuring out exactly what was going on.
    Before too long, she had a time and a place.
    And without even giving it too much thought, she decided to put her own intel mission into play. Rose was going to follow Joe to his meeting tonight and find out once and for all what kind of crazy business they were dealing with.
    When he popped back into the office later, just before it was time to clock out for the day, Rose gave him an innocent, winning smile. “Welcome back! Busy day?” she greeted, folding her hands on the desk in front of her and cocking her head to one side.
    Joe nodded as he walked by, doing a double take as his eyes fell on her. It was subtle, but Rose caught it all the same. She struggled not to blush every time his golden gaze landed on her, but it was gratifying to know that he wanted to look at her in the first place. After all, a guy who looked like Joe Sanford could easily get any woman he wanted with a single glance. But sometimes the way his eyes lingered on Rose’s face, her body… well, she wondered if maybe he saw in her even a hint of what she saw in him. It seemed impossible.       
    But she needed to know more about him, either way.
    That night, Rose tucked the girls into bed and then put on an all-black outfit, almost like Joe’s usual attire, and she sneaked out to track him down. She waited at the office, waiting for him to leave. Then a half-hour later she went after him.
    She knew the address of the warehouse he was going to, so she took a cab, then got out and walked the last few blocks until she could see Joe’s car parked in the darkness. He had to already be inside, but she couldn’t just walk in through the front door. Rose scanned the building’s perimeter, biting her lip. She was no secret agent, and this was new territory but when she spotted a ventilation opening about fifteen feet up, she made her choice. That would be her way in. And luckily, there happened to be a stack of old packing crates near the opening.
    Mustering all her strength and courage, Rose took a deep breath and started the climb, the whole time questioning her own sanity. Am I seriously about to break into a creepy warehouse in the middle of the night and crawl through the ventilation shaft just to spy on my hot boss?
    It was insane. It was ridiculous. But it was definitely happening.
    Definitely happening.
    “All I wanted was a nice, secure job with a flexible schedule,” she muttered as she shakily reached the top of the stack and clambered into the musty, rainwater-stained ventilation shaft. Her stomach plummeted as she realized the scariest part was up next: crawling through the darkness. She quickly turned on her cell phone flashlight and sighed, moving along carefully. As she moved up the long, slight incline, she started to hear male voices somewhere vaguely below. They were discussing some deal, with the phrases “eco-freak charity case” and “sending a message to the lobbyists” being tossed around.
    What the hell was she getting herself into?
    She arrived at the end of the ventilation corridor abruptly, nearly falling out of the hole—now at least twenty feet above the concrete floor below!
    Rose gasped in panic, her heart pounding so loud that she worried the men down beneath her might overhear