Norah turned and nearly dropped the tray full of pastries in her hands, as she watched her former personal assistant walk through the door, trailed by Cecily. “What are you doing here?”
“Now is that any way to greet your loyal minions?” Christoff asked.
“I’m in shock.” She hastily set down the tray and opened her arms to pull him in for a hard hug. “It’s so good to see you.”
“Back atcha, gorgeous.” He pulled back and looked her over with a critical eye. “It seems being back below the Mason-Dixon agrees with you. Or maybe it’s this tall drink of water over here.” His gaze shifted to Cam.
Laughing, Norah made introductions.
“Well, you weren’t kidding,” Cecily said.
“I’m telling you, they’ve got good genes in the Campbell family.”
Cam shot her a look. “Do I even want to know?”
“Probab
