“Isabella!” Cam followed her out of the boardroom with Gideon quick on his heels. “Call your sister-in-law off.”
She threw her head back and laughed. “Do you think I have such power?”
“She’s your sister-in-law, talk to her.”
“About what exactly, Torres?”
“It’s a misunderstanding.”
“Misunderstanding? How is you, deliberately attempting to do a deep dive into the personal lives of eight of my closest friends,’ a misunderstanding?”
A woman came running from the direction of Cam’s office. “Sir, my computer keeps turning on and off and,” she let a flustered sigh escape her bright pink cheeks, “and there’s an image of the scene from forty-year-old virgin, where Steve Carell screams Kelly Clarkson but instead,” she put her hands to her mouth as if trying not to laugh, “your face is superimp
