The words echoed in the spacious office, and Grayson immediately wanted to punch himself in the gut.
Since when had he become so defensive about Neville's romantic prospects?
Since when had the thought of his secretary dating anyone—let alone his closest friends—become such a visceral idea?
Gloria's smile turned cheerfully predatory.
"Why are you so against it? With your best friend as his lover, that would be a win-win situation for your company and your friendship!"
"Mother, please," Grayson rubbed his temples, feeling a headache building behind his eyes. "Let's not talk about this anymore."
"Then, can you let me talk about your relationship instead?"
Grayson's mouth snapped shut with an audible click.
Checkmate.
