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Of course, I know what his true words mean. I have been all over him. Several times.
I look at him with wide eyes, aware of the faint blush rising on my cheeks, but trying to remain professional at the same time.
His baby blues have a look of amusement in them. He’s clearly past the shock part and looks like he’s going to spend the better part of this meeting toying with me.
I want to facepalm myself. I don’t know how the hell I’m going to get through this meeting, but there’s no escaping it now.
17
Grayson
When her father first uttered the words Hartley a few seconds before, I knew it couldn’t just be coincidence. It’s not exactly a common name.
I felt her presence in the seconds before I turned my head. I even got a waft of her scent. That beautiful, luxurious smell of vanilla and something else I can’t place, maybe coconut. My senses seem to have already committed it to my memory bank all on their own.
I loved her all over me. I’ve thought of nothing else since then.
The fact I’m looking into her beautiful big blue eyes right now is like a shock to the system.
I wasn’t expecting this. She didn’t even tell me she was a lawyer, for God’s sake, nor that she was moving to Stoney Creek? Why didn’t she tell me that?
My mind doesn’t go there, though. The fact she’s my new lawyer could be a problem. I need to talk to her. I can’t fucking concentrate like this. Especially when she walked over to me, pretending not to know me, and shook my hand.
Her father is watching on curiously. Is it obvious the way we’re behaving?
And what was it I said about her looking like someone familiar?
I guess if she’d wanted them to know we’d met before, she would have also said yes when asked. We could have made up some bogus story about our paths crossing in New York. Obviously not that we slept together, but something. Anything.
“Hartley has just moved all the way from Boston,” Jim says, looking down at his daughter, who looks a little like a deer caught in headlights. She has her hands tightly clasped in her lap and isn’t uttering one word.
I’m shocked as hell too. I just don’t want to act obvious in front of her father, of all people.
She’s as gorgeous as she was that night. The office attire is really doing it for me and the sexy bun... I’d love to grab onto it and yank her head back like I did that night in New York, when I took her from behind. I know exactly what is underneath all those clothes.
I kissed every last inch of her luscious body, and I want to do it again.
I wonder if she’s thinking about it, too.
“Is that so?” I tilt my head toward her, trying to contain my body’s reaction in front of her father and colleague.
“I arrived on Monday,” she confirms with a little nod.
She’s been in Stoney Creek since Monday?
Something races inside me at such a thought. I could’ve run smack bang into her anywhere in town. I mean, our paths would have crossed eventually, regardless of this meeting.
“You must be very good at what you do,” I say to her. I don’t even mean it to sound tongue-in-cheek, but I guess it kinda does. I can’t imagine Hartley being bad at anything. “This firm is so well respected.”
She studies my face for a split second, her eyes momentarily drop to my lips.
She smiles. “I’d like to think so, Mr. Bassett. I hope you don’t mind me being put on the case so suddenly.”
My lips quirk. I’m just loving that whole Mr. Bassett thing. It’s hot as fuck coming out of her mouth.
“Not at all. You’ve probably heard the extent my ex-wife has gone to in making my life a misery,” I go on.
“Unfortunately, from what I’ve seen so far, yes. I have familiarized myself with the details,” she says.
