CHAPTER 2There was something deeply satisfying about hearing the electronic click of the gates shutting behind the car. With each passing year, Quin prized his privacy more and more, and knowing he could close the door to the rest of the world and spend the night with Annie did more to relax the ropy knots across his shoulders than any professional massage ever could.
The house was dark, though when he opened the garage door, light spilled onto the driveway. Quin smiled. That was Annie’s doing. She was the one who saw to all the little details in his life that gave him the most pleasure. Hiring her had been the smartest thing he had ever done. The second smartest was falling in love with her.
Just thinking of her filled him with warmth. She was a deceptive package. On the outside, she ap
