“Thanks.” Feeling a bit ridiculous, she slapped the envelope with the tickets in her hand. “I was wondering if you’re busy Saturday. I’ve got tickets for the Yankees game and I thought you might like to go.”

His eyebrows shot straight up. “Does Damien know? Because I kind of thought you and he…”

Mandy stared at him for a second, not sure what he meant. Then she felt her face flush. “Oh, God! I didn’t mean you and me. I meant you and Damien.”

Rob laughed, but she wasn’t feeling very funny at the moment.

“Oh, okay. But what a disappointment for me.” He winked at her.

Embarrassed, she rambled on. “If I give the tickets to Damien, he won’t go. He’ll just come up with some excuse and work the whole day. So I thought if you dragged him there, at least he’d get out a bit.”

That little speech had been way too revealing, given the fact that Rob’s grin fell right off his handsome face. “It sounds like you know Damien pretty well.”

She shrugged.

“Why don’t you go with him? Given the way he talks about you, he’d rather be with you than me.”

She would not ask, she would not ask…

“He talks about me?”

Rob nodded. “He’s mentioned you quite a bit. And though he hasn’t said anything specific, I get the feeling something happened between the two of you in Punta Cana. And if that’s the case, I’m happy for both of you. Damien needs someone in his life.”

Rob leaned back, tipping his whole chair off the ground. He had a stress ball in his hand, and he tossed it up in the air.

“I’m pregnant,” she blurted, because sooner or later people were going to figure it out, and given the whispers she’d heard from some of the other secretaries, they were already wise to her situation. It was getting hard to hide. And she wanted Rob to stop his thoughts there, because she didn’t want any rumors swirling about her and Damien. Nor did she want Rob suggesting to Damien that they could have a future together.

Rob’s stress ball plummeted to his desk. His feet hit the floor hard. “Are you serious?” He glanced at her stomach. “Well, hell, that’s the best damn thing that could have happened to Damien.”

Mandy clenched her teeth. Damn it, she was making a complete muck of this. “It’s not his.”

His eyes narrowed. “Come again?”

“Damien isn’t the father.” And for the first time, she was willing to admit that she almost wished he were.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes!” What did she look like?

Rob sighed. “Oh. All right. I’ll take the tickets then.” He held out his hand. “It’s a damn shame though. I thought you might be the woman who could finally get through to Damien.”