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His blond hair is cut short and neat. His green eyes are always keen and focused.
He may annoy me, but he’s the best assistant I’ve ever had. His salary and perks prove that.
“I tried calling you.” He motions to the nightstand. “Your phone was dead when I arrived. I’m charging it now.”
I glance in the direction he’s pointing. I see dozens of condom wrappers with only one opened, my phone, and an alarm clock that I never bother to set.
I wake up every single fucking day at four thirty-five without fail.
Narrowing my eyes, I spot the time on the clock.
“It’s seven-thirty?” I dart into a sitting position. “Tell me it’s not seven-thirty, Gunner.”
His gaze drops to the gold watch on his wrist. “It’s seven-thirty two according to my time. I synchronize it every morning with my computer’s clock. It’s accurate within a quarter of a second.”
“Fuck.” I swing my legs over the side of the bed, not caring if Gunner gets an eyeful of my dick.
He immediately turns his back to me. “You’re due in court in less than ninety minutes. I also need to point out that you have a meeting in precisely thirteen minutes with Mrs. Jenkinson. She’s aware that you can’t give her more than twenty minutes of your time today.”
I’d ask why the fuck I have a meeting before court, but I’m the arrogant asshole who thought I could fit that in.
I haven’t reviewed my notes for the Alcester case.
I’m representing the wife. Trudy Alcester is looking to end her marriage to her cheating bastard of a husband, Troy Alcester.
He’s ranked in the top five on virtually every national l
ist there is for the wealthy and elite.
They met and married before he struck gold in the technology market. With no prenup in existence and a string of mistresses set to testify, I’ll help Mrs. Alcester start a new, very comfortable life.
My only hurdles at this point are Mr. Alcester’s lawyer, Kurt Sufford, and the parade of paparazzi that will be waiting on the steps of the courthouse hoping for a picture of the jilted wife or one of the three mistresses I have lined up waiting to tell their stories.
“I’ll meet you back at the office?” Gunner asks, starting toward my bedroom door.
“Pick me up a coffee on your way there.” I rake both hands through my hair.
Gunner stops mid-step, his back still to me. “About the woman that was here, sir. I believe she may have forgotten something. I noticed a woman’s watch on the bar when I was emptying the ice bucket. Should I take it and have it returned to her?”
I have no goddamn idea who she is or why she bolted before I woke up.
We fell asleep wrapped around each other after we fucked. My intention to catch a few minutes of sleep before I screwed her again turned into a solid seven hours.
“I’ll take care of the watch,” I say curtly. “Get that coffee and get back to the office before Martha Jenkinson arrives.”
“I’m on that.”
I head to the shower as he disappears out of view.
***
I don’t fly blindly whether it’s in the bedroom or the courtroom.
I never fall asleep with a woman next to me. I’m a gentleman who sees the woman I fuck out the door and into a cab before he calls it a night.
I can’t believe I drifted off last night with my lover in my arms.
I have her watch in the pocket of my navy blue suit jacket and the memory of her body stored away.
