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“Whatever.”
“I got an invite to your sister’s baby shower.”
“Speaking of parties, why weren’t you at her birthday dinner?”
“I had to lecture a youth group on criminal law, but I still made sure she got her gift.”
“What did you get her?”
“A green Birkin. What did you get her?”
“An airplane.”
His jaw dropped. “An airplane? For how much? Did you make sure to read the fine print of the contract? Why didn’t you contact me?”
I laughed at his panic. “You approved the purchase months ago but I didn’t go through with it, until last week.”
“Well shit, brother of the year.”
“Brother of the decade, also, I want a file on my desk by tomorrow at noon.”
“File on who?”
“Azzarria Willis. Her name. Her past. Any and everything you can find. Don’t give me the bullshit on confidentiality. Get it done, Reyes,” I said and got up from my desk, giving him a pat on the back before I exited the room.
“Isn’t that y—”
“Yes.”
“Oh,” I heard him mumble, and I just chuckled.
Arnoldo Reyes was not only my attorney but also a long-time friend. A best friend, actually. We attended the same schools and grew up in the same neighborhood. It only seemed fair to include him in the team, and he has never let me down since.
Granted, he spews a lot of nonsense at me on a daily basis, but I’m used to it and know it comes from a place of love and concern.
That Azzaria file I wanted was a complete breach of privacy, but I needed to know what I was getting myself into before I went any further with her. Not that anything or anyone could stop me from moving on, but I needed to be aware of the possibilities.
Even for someone as open as she was, she had a lot of secrets, which I could see in her eyes. I sensed tension and concealment in every word she spoke and every glance she gave me. She and I have a lot more in common than I’d acknowledge. Everyone has secrets, but I need to know hers in order to be at ease.
Azzaria
Am I daydreaming about him? Yes
Do I have other important stuff to do? Also yes.
I just can’t help it, he’s so dreamy.
I was dripping wet just thinking about Dillon in his three-piece suit, the way he walked, and how each word he spoke came out at a commanding pace. My biggest suit has always been self-control, but with him, I wanted to be unraveled. After hours, anywhere, at any time.
And I’ve never hated myself more for wanting that.
How did I manage to get to this space with someone I barely knew? Folklore is right; it really does start with a kiss.
“Well, Azzy,” Abi said, leaning in for a hug, “I’ll see you in two weeks or less.”
Here came the depressing part. She needed to go back to San Francisco to get her belongings packed and ready for her upcoming move to New York, as well as to end her relationship with Joshua.
He was testing her sanity, and she didn’t need that. She deserved the happiness and I would make sure she got that.
