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“Are there rules?”
“Yes.”
“Did you read them?”
“No,” I answered, getting annoyed by his smart ass mouth.
“Then how do you know?”
I stared at him before he smiled, and damn.
“Fine,” I said. “Married?”
His smile disappeared. “No.”
“Separated?”
“No.”
“Divorced?”
“Yes.”
My shoulders tightened. “How long?”
“Four years.”
“Current girlfriend?”
“No.”
“Woman who thinks she’s your girlfriend?”
“No.”
“Woman living in your house who would be surprised to hear that answer?”
His eyes narrowed. “No.”
I nodded, mentally checking another box. “Children?”
“One.”
“How old?”
“Eight.”
“Mother involved?”
“Very.”
“Good relationship?”
“We co-parent well.”
“Any unresolved feelings?”
He leaned back. “I feel like I should’ve brought documentation.”
