TWENTY-EIGHT
Shea was still trying to forget her encounter with Diego a week later when she was called up to Zogden’s office. He worked from home, though what he called work, she called questionable.
For the most part, she was kept out of his business. But, being responsible for several household duties meant she had access to most areas of the house. Shea had overheard enough conversations to know that Zogden’s extracurricular activities were her concern.
She’d been called to the office before, usually to clean up or prepare something. So, when she walked in to find Zogden alone at his desk, she was surprised. If she wasn’t aware of his proclivities, she’d probably find him attractive. He wasn’t unpleasant to look at and had a great physique that he was proud about showing off at the p
