17
Sam rounded the corner to Zoe’s office, but had to do a double take when he saw that it was Katie, and not Zoe, sitting at the desk. “You’re back to working in the office?”
Katie gave him a shy smile. “I have a confession. When I decided to work from home…I was avoiding you.”
Sam pumped a fist in the air. “I knew it!” He grinned. “So, I’ve made it off your blacklist?”
“Blacklist?”
“Yeah, you know, everyone who is on your bad side, and if a hitman took them out, it wouldn’t be the end of the world.”
Katie laughed. “Yeah, you’re off the blacklist. You’ve actually made it onto your own personal list.”
Sam sat in the chair across from Katie and rested his elbows on the desk. “Really? Do tell me more.”
She leaned forward conspiratorially. “Well—”
“Hey, no fraternizing in the workpla
