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I don’t know what he thinks will happen between the two of us, but it’s not going to involve me taking off my navy blue dress.
I came to talk business.
“Why aren’t we going back to court this week?” I stand in front of him, propping one hand on my hip.
He leans back on the couch, crossing his legs. “You got a call from Judge Mycella’s clerk.”
“Peggy’s clerk,” I say with a smirk. “I know you two are friends.”
He fights back a smile. “That’s not a crime.”
“I’m not falling for your tactics.” I punch my hip out even more. “Troy won’t settle, Dylan. Your client’s terms are completely unreasonable.”
“Your client fucked my client over.” He exhales in a rush. “As much as I’d like to take credit for the delay, I had nothing to do with it.”
Studying his face, I narrow my eyes. I can’t tell if he’s being serious or not. “Why the delay?”
“Did the clerk not explain that there was a scheduling conflict?”
My shoulders stiffen.
The clerk did explain that Judge Mycella had a conflict that required the rescheduling of a few upcoming cases on the docket. I thought that was a cover for Dylan manipulating things in his favor.
“I play by the rules.” Dylan pats the couch next to him. “Come sit down. Let’s talk about this.”
I shake my head. “You’ll try and kiss me.”
That perks both his dark brows. “You’ll let me kiss you.”
I take a step back. “It’s not a good idea.”
“Why not?”
“You know why.” I grab the strap of the purse slung
over my shoulder. “A kiss will lead to more.”
“My face between your legs?” His gaze drops to the skirt of my dress.
A knock at the door draws him to his feet. “Give me a second. I need to fire my assistant.”
My hand jumps to my mouth to cover it as I let out a giggle. “You wouldn’t fire him for knocking.”
He shoots me a quick wink. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”
I turn to watch as he opens the door. Standing on the other side is a tall man with brown hair. He looks at Dylan before his gaze lands on my face.
“You’re Eden Conrad,” he says quietly.
Dylan blocks the doorframe with his body. “I’m busy, Griffin. “
“We have a situation.” His eyes scan Dylan’s face. “It involves one of your cases.”
“It can wait,” Dylan insists with a glance back over his shoulder at me.
“It can’t.” He pauses before he lowers his voice. “Trudy Alcester is here. She’s in my office. She’d like a word.”
Chapter 30
