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“You want to play hardball?”
“No, Frank,” I said. “I want to make sure I’m making the best decision.”
“The best decision you ever made,” he said, stepping forward, “was getting with me. I didn’t care that you weren’t from an Ivy-bred family like mine, and I didn’t even care that you went to a community college before getting into law school.”
“For someone who ‘doesn’t care,’ you sure do bring those things up a lot.”
“It’s just to remind you how lucky you are.” He cupped my face in his hands. “I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’m lucky, too.You’ve taught me a lot about how people who aren’t wealthy live, and I’m forever grateful to you for that, but…”
I stopped listening. I’d mastered tuning out everything that came after his “but” over the years.
He was the king of making the world feel so small, reminding me that he was my first for a reason, and even though I knew him inside and out, I’d learned never to lead him past the front door of my heart.
I didn’t allow him to roam any other rooms; I was too scared for him to use my weaknesses against me in a potential demolition.
“You understand?” He pressed a chaste kiss against my forehead, signaling that his unhinged rant was over. “What interview did you have today?”
“Hamilton & Associates.”
“I could’ve sworn I told you not to go to that one.” He sighed. “In the off chance that they take sympathy and hire you, you won’t last longer than a week.”
“Just because your friend didn’t make it there, that has nothing to do with me.”
“I’m sorry I ever mentioned it then.” He didn’t look genuine at all. “Are we having sex tonight or what?”
“No, Frank.” I was utterly repulsed and wondered if our current “off” season needed to be our last one. “You’re welcome to stay for ice cream andLaw & Order, though.”
“Okay, then.” He moved past me. “Which of the cats do you want to keep?”
“What do you mean?”
“We bought Olivia and Elliot together,” he said. “It’s not fair that you keep both every time we break up, and then I’m left waiting until you come back.”
“Frank, please stop.”
“I’ll take Elliot.” He scooped him up from the couch. “Let me know when you want to come clean about the cheating or when you’re finally ready to act like arealgirlfriend.”
“Stop!” I tried to snatch Elliot, but he turned away and sprinted out of my apartment.
I ran after him to getmycat, nearly spraining my ankle, but he was too fast.
I called him repeatedly, begging him to answer, but he hit ignore every time.
As I hit his name again, an unknown number crossed my screen.
“Hello?” I groaned.
“Is this a bad time, Miss Tanner?” Mr. Not Guilty’s deep voice caught me entirely off guard. Despite searching through the hundreds of other lawyers on the firm’s website, I still hadn't found his name or profile.
“Oh, no.” I immediately changed my tone. “Not at all. Good evening.”
“Good evening.” He paused. “I wanted to thank you for coming in today, but unfortunately, we won’t be able to hire you.”
“Why not?”
“What?”
“I said, ‘Why not?” I repeated.
