He furrowed his brow, wondering where that sudden, inappropriate thought had come from. Jesus, he was screwed.

“No, no,” he said, a little embarrassed. “My head is killing me.”

“I’ll bring it in just a moment.”

The call ended, and he stared at the laptop screen, brow furrowed. Well, he still didn’t know why he had had that thought—and honestly, he didn’t want to find out.

When Johari entered his office less than two minutes later, he raised an eyebrow at the sight of her carrying a small tray i