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“Oh, bugger,” she moaned, dragging her hands over her face. “Who even am I?”
I couldn’t believe this conversation had started with a prenup. I could also believe she was capable of being fun if she just abandoned her six-ton reservations and prim-and-proper-lady act at the door.
“I’m gonna go now.” I pointed at the door, like there was any doubt I would leave through there and not, I don’t know, the fucking window.
“Sure. Right. Marvelous idea,” she chirped. “Have a good day. I mean”—she glanced at her watch—“afternoon, I guess. It’s my last day at WNT tomorrow. I need to prepare, and there’s no redemption for me in this conversation.”
“Anyway. So. No prenup.”
“No prenup.” She made a Scout’s honor sign with her fingers. “But no taking my money either.”
“I’ll try to resist temptation.”
“Are you coming to see Mrs. Zimmerman with me?” She meant the lawyer Christian recommended to us.
“Yeah. Of course. We’re in this together.”
“Right. Right.”
We stood like this for a few more seconds.
Leave, you idiot. Did you forget how to use your feet? They climbed mountains for you.
Finally, I turned around and padded to the door. Practicallyranto the stairway. When I got to the first floor, I heard a door open. Duffy burst out, gripping the banisters and peering down at me.
“Riggs! Wait!”
I looked up. Her face was the color of bubble gum. I was feeling funny, too, in a way I couldn’t describe.
“You forgot your mobile.” She reached down to hand it to me.
Our fingers brushed for a nanosecond. It was brief, but enough for me to feel how velvety and soft her skin was. Was she like that all over? I’d never find out.
“Thanks.”
“Sure.”
But she didn’t leave the stairway, and neither did I. Not until her phone rang from inside the apartment.
What the fuck was going on with me today?
CHAPTER TEN
RIGGS
Emmett: How’s Desiree doing?
Riggs: Dessert-who?
Emmett: Your fiancée . . .
Riggs: Oh, yeah. Her. Never better.
Emmett: You know I’ll sue if you’re lying.
Riggs: Can you hear it?
Emmett: Hear what?
