Page 108 of Dirty Judge

“Can I see a copy of his letter?”

“Sure.” He nodded. “Ask your guide to take you to the library when you’re done and I’ll get you one.”

“Thank you.”

“In the meantime,” he said, tapping his chin, “Judge Ashton did ask me to give you one thing upon your arrival.”

“If you’ll excuse me for one moment…”

He stepped out of the room, and I pressed a hand against my chest to prevent my heart from jumping out of my body.

I can’t believe he did that for me…

The guy returned with a massive bouquet of red roses and ivory tulips, and I noticed a silver envelope tucked into their center.

“Your guide will be here shortly, Miss.” He gave me one last nod before leaving, and I settled into a chair.

Anxious, I ran my hand against the envelope’s seam before ripping it open.

Dear Olivia,

I am quite offended that you did not ask me for a letter of recommendation.

Our last conversation at my place aside, I don’t understand why you thought one from Mara would be better than one from me…

Alas, you are forgiven for this major oversight, and as always, I hope you appreciate my leniency.

Sincerely,

Your Favorite Judge,

Liam

P.S.I miss you very much. (As my employee only, of course)

P.P.S.I miss your pussy very much as well…

I let out a breath and pulled out my phone.

Thank you very much for the recommendation letter, Liam.

Truly.

Liam

You’re very welcome, Olivia.

You deserved it.

I’m still upset with you.

That makes two of us.

So, did you do it?

(You know what I’m talking about…)

I think the better question is WHY.