Calla POV
Theo Alderton is thirty-one years old, six feet of uncomplicated warmth, and the single thing Lenora's entire briefing forgot to mention.
I have prepared for Ford. I have prepared for Vivienne, Rhys's aunt who attends every board function and has opinions about everyone. I have the household staff memorized, the social calendar marked, the names of Rhys's three closest board contacts filed in order of how much they talk and how much they see.
Nobody told me about Theo.
He's in the kitchen again on Thursday when Rhys takes a 10 a.m. call and I come downstairs to find the coffee already made and Theo at the island reading the architecture section of a design magazine with the same focus most people give financial news.
"I made a full pot," he says without looking up. "You take
