Page 95 of Filthy Lawyer


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Every night.“No.”

“Are you sure?”

I shook my head, but the truth escaped my lips. “Yes, but I don’t want to be with him. I just need a little more time to get over him, that’s all.”

“I appreciate the honesty.” He kissed my forehead again. “You want white wine or red?”

“Red.”

Ding! Dong!

“Be right back.” I walked to the door and a delivery driver held out a small box with a purple ribbon for me.

Confused, I untied it and saw a piece of metal and the silver “H” from the center of a Honda steering wheel.

There was a note at the bottom.

You previously mentioned saving something from your car for sentimental value.

The metal is from my bumper on the first day we met.

Damien.

“What’d you order?” Michael called from the kitchen.

“Nothing.” I folded the card and stuffed it into my pocket. “My old landlord sent me some stuff the new tenant found in my place.”

“That was nice of him.” He peered out from the doorway. “Okay. Now, it’s time for you to be wowed by my culinary skills.”

“I saw the catering bags when I came in, Michael.”

“Oh…” He laughed. “I set the table by myself, at least. I also picked the wine. Do those things count?”

“Absolutely.” He kissed my neck and I tilted my head back, waiting to be taken away and lost in his kiss, but his tongue wasn’t harsh enough. His mouth wasn't demanding enough.

I shut my eyes and dreamt of Damien owning my lips, wishing he was here with me instead.

BARGAIN (N.)

A MUTUAL AGREEMENT OR CONTRACT BETWEEN TWO PARTIES WHICH IS VOLUNTARY AND INVOLVES THE EXCHANGE OF CONSIDERATION

DAMIEN

The Honorable Mateo Asher

Ipushed the judge’s chamber door open and locked it behind me.

“Well, well, well…” Judge Asher looked up from his desk. “It’s my least favorite lawyer from the firm I hate the most.”

“It’s good to see you, too, Judge Asher,” I said. “Do you have a minute?”

“I might’ve considered giving you one if you’d knocked.”

I walked over to his desk and knocked on the wood. “Will that work?”

He rolled his eyes. “It’s a conflict of interest for me to help you on anything related to the current Grisham case, and I hope you didn’t come here late at night for me to be impartial.”

“I didn’t,” I said. “I need your help with something personal.”

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