Page 69 of Passion in Bloom

“Hey, Roarke?” I said as I got out of the bathroom.

He was in the kitchenette, making sandwiches. “Yeah?”

I grabbed some clothes and took them back toward the bathroom to get dressed. He’d seen it all, but I didn’t want sex to distract me from speaking up about his niece again.

Once I tugged on a t-shirt and sweatpants, I approached him.

“I—”

My phone rang. Biting back a growl of frustration that I was interrupted, I grabbed it from the counter where I’d set it. Now that I’d made up my mind to tell Roarke about his niece, I didn’t want any other distractions.

Seeing that it was Janelle calling with a video call, I sighed and answered. She was my boss. If it was anyone else, I wouldn’t have cared as but about letting it go to voicemail, but she was the exception.

“Hey, Janelle,” I answered.

“Heather.” She nodded, not smiling. “I’m so glad I got a hold of you.”

“What’s up?” I grew tense at her tone. Something had to be wrong.

“I’m concerned about the toy drive data. You know, all that charity documentation of monetary donations.”

I nodded. Of course, I knew what she was talking about. “What about it? The due date isn’t until another couple of weeks.”

“Yeah. But the county folks were nagging me to start sending in whatever documents I had. So I went onto the shared doc and forwarded it without even looking at it.”

I held my breath. “And?”

“They said it looks like it’s been compromised.”

Fuck.