You already gave me a key.”
“That one was for emergencies.”
“And this?”
“For Tuesday.”
She frowned.
“Tuesday?”
I looked at Luke.
He grinned.
Cassandra looked between us.
“What did you two do?”
I took her hand.
“The room over the garage has been empty since I bought the house.”
“I know.”
“You said your nonprofit needs more workspace.”
Her eyes widened.
“Damon.”
“I had it converted.”
“You built me an office?”
“I asked your director whether remote workspace would help.”
“You called my director?”
“I received permission.”
Luke whispered
