He moved his hands away from the computer and placed them on the desk.

Bridget shook her head. “No, everything’s fine. I just wanted to let you know that the first guy to step forward earlier—his name’s Pierce Bronson—volunteered to do it for me. It seems like something he can handle, so I agreed.”

She clasped her hands and looked at him, waiting for his response. She didn’t know whether he would allow this—before this, she had no doubt he’d agree. Now that she could see the look on his face, s