Page 153 of Mr. Charming


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“Don’t be an idiot.”

“Name calling? Really? Are you twelve or something?”

“You can be such an asshole sometimes. You know that?”

“And you can be a…”

He grimaced, not finishing the thought.

“Fuck you, Cooper. I came all the way over here to share the good news with you, and you’re not interested in anything other than controlling what I do.”

“Come on, Jade. I’m trying to protect us the best way I know how. Don’t be like that.”

“Like what? Someone who stands up for myself? Maybe I should hook you up with Laura.”

“I love you,” he said, putting a strong hand on my waist.

We made eye contact.

“Prove it.”

He sighed, removed his hand, and looked away.

“You should go,” he said. “We don’t want them to catch you here. They probably followed you.”

“I don’t have my phone on me, and I took some evasive measures.”

“Yeah, I noticed the wig.”

I pouted.

“Why do we have to do this to ourselves?”

“I don’t know,” he said then repeated, “You should go.”

“Fine. I’ll talk to you when I talk to you, I guess.”

As I rode the elevator downstairs, anger boiled up inside me, ready to burst. The poor doorman must have thought I was such a bitch as I left the building in a rage.

Fuck men, and especially fuck Cooper.

He might have been fuckable, but he wasn’t worth the trouble.

THIRTY-FIVE

Cooper

I went to see an attorney the next day. The prick had the nerve to ask what I’d been smoking before I came in. His eyebrows came together in confusion as he realized I wasn’t kidding.

“If you’re being investigated under the Patriot Act, I’m not sure I want anything to do with you. Why didn’t you work with the feds?”

“We were. They came after us a few hours later. I imagine someone higher up told them to go after us and is trying to cover for the ones still doing the shit.”

He shook his head.

“I’m afraid my hourly rates…”

“Fuck your hourly rates,” I said, cutting him off. “Can you help me or not?”

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