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“Because he’s dead now.”
“Hedied?”
“Yes.” I felt my cheeks burning, and I swore someone had suddenlyraised the temperature in this room to one hundred degrees. “It was very instant and tragic.”
“When was this?”
“Not too long ago.”
“So, this professor just happened to leave a recommendation letter for you inhis will?”
I picked up my water and took a long sip, hoping he would move on to the next question.
“So, I guess I need to repeat the question for you.” He wasn’t dropping the subject. “Did your professor leave a recommendation letter for you in his will?”
“No, he wrote that for me after I graduated. I just held onto it until now.”
“That’s—” He paused, looking amused. “That’s a very impressive defense strategy, Miss Tanner.”
“I believe his letter spoke volumes about your character, so I’ll just cut to the chase,” he said. “Why shouldn’t I have you writhing under me?”
“What?”
“Why should I hire you to work under me?” He enunciated every syllable, confirming that’sfarfrom what he’d said before.
“I have a ten-star work ethic that can’t be matched,” I said. “I’ll always outwork everyone in the room by coming early, leaving late, and I’ll do whatever it takes to get the job done.”
“Speaking of the word ‘ethic,’ well the plural version, do you think the law is perfect?”
“Not at all.”
“Do you think breaking the law makes someone a bad person?”
“That’s a complex question.”
“It’s a simple ‘yes’ or ‘no’ one.”
“No,” I said. “Breaking the law doesn’t make someone a bad person, but—”
“So, your answer is no,” he interrupted. “Good.”
He looked as if he wanted to say more, but he didn’t ask another question. He stared into my eyes, and I stared into his, getting lost in them all over again.
He leaned forward, and I followed his lead, naturally drawn to him in a way I’d never been to a man before. His gaze landed on my lips, and he lifted a hand, but a knock on the door sent him rolling back in his chair.
“Come in,” he said, and the brunette from earlier stepped inside.
“Sorry to interrupt, but your emergency appointment is here.”
“Tell them I’ll be there in a minute.”
“There’s also an angry cab driver cursing at the receptionist downstairs,” she said. “Something about us owing him money.”
“I’ll handle it.” He stood up and reached for my hand.
I picked up my briefcase and shook his hand, feeling an instant jolt of electricity shooting through my veins.
He let out a low groan, confirming that he’d felt it, too.
