Chapter 3Not Your Son, Mr. Kevin

Kevin would never humiliate me in front of others. He was a master of self-control. That's why he suggested we go home. Whatever the problem, we would deal with it at home. That was our understanding.

"She's just a kid, fresh out of college," he said, pulling me into his arms once we were inside. "Why are you getting so worked up over something so small?"

"It's the first time."

"What is?"

"In all these years, this is the first time you've let another woman sit in your passenger seat."

He hadn't expected that. He knew how many women were interested in him. He was a catch. But he'd always been so disciplined, never straying.

He smiled, ruffling my hair. "I can't believe I finally made you jealous." He leaned in and kissed me, his nose brushing against my cheek. "She's just my employee. That's all. There will never be anything else between us."

He held my face in his hands, his gaze intense. "I promise."