“I’m sure you’ve got a ton of work,” she said firmly. “I’ve already kept you too long.”
“I’m the boss. The work will wait.” His unexpected grin caused a fluttering in her chest. “The best thing about being the boss is I don’t have to answer to anyone.”
She gathered the chute into her arms. “We all answer to someone,” she said smartly.
His grin was slow. “I’m the exception.”