“I knew I could count on you.” She sounded satisfied, and Connor had no trouble picturing the smug expression on her face. “Keep me informed, darling. Kiss, kiss.” She hung up before he could say anything—not take care of yourself, not goodbye, and certainly not kiss, kiss.
His computer chimed, and he checked his watch. It was time for the Zoom call with Ms. Trask. He signed in and saw his personal assistant was already there.
“Good morning, Mr. Murphy.” She was an attractive woman, but aside from her being employed by Dougherty, Murphy, and Family and therefore off limits, Connor was a hundred percent gay and would never consider making a pass at her.
“Ms. Trask. I’m afraid I’ll have to keep this meeting brief.”
“Sir?”
“Do you have those estimates ready?”
“I do.”
“Would you mind de
