Page 57 of The D Appointment


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In the bathroom, I stripped off my clothes and made the mistake of glancing in the mirror. I looked tired…and sad. And remembering how cute Gina had looked in a big T-shirt after just waking up made me feel more depressed.

I’d been trying to ignore what was really upsetting me about seeing her there, but if I was going to get anything done, I needed to face it.

Gina had spent the night.

And I couldn’t forget about seeing the two of them together at the restaurant. Which meant that he and Gina were more than just fuck buddies.

And didn’t that make me feel even more pathetic? I had fallen for a guy who I had never really done anything with but have sex. Minus picking up his brother’s car, but that had hardly been a date.

I hated feeling this way, and I hated even more that when I saw him later, I was going to have to act normal. If only there was a way to turn off that part of my brain.

I padded slowly to the shower and turned it on. I was giving myself five minutes to cry while I washed myself, and then I needed to get over it and move on because, obviously, Dominick already had.

* * *

After getting ready and putting on some armor in the form of a kick-ass pencil skirt and borderline too-sexy-for-work blouse along with stellar makeup and an updo, I headed to work.

After dropping off my briefcase and purse in my office, I stopped to consider who I should ask to take on Dominick’s case. I wanted the best for him, but I also wasn’t sure how much he’d be able to pay. Some of our attorneys charged more than others. He needed a competent defense counsel, but I didn’t want him to go broke.

I decided I would start by considering the people who I would want representing me.

If it were me, I would want me for a lawyer.

I was going to have to rethink my original stance and get used to the fact that I was going to be seeing a lot more of Dominick. It would be hard, but it was the right thing to do.

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Dominick

It took me several hours,but I made it to Benowitz & St. James by nine a.m. So far, it had been a busy morning.

First, I’d called my job to take a couple of days off work, and then I’d gone to see my mother.

I hadn’t wanted to visit my mom at the hospital, but I did it. Vivian had had a point, and even as much as I hated Marjorie, the thought of her suffering alone touched the last thread of empathy I had for her. I didn’t go in her room, but I saw enough to know she was being cared for and to speak with the medical staff.

She wasn’t doing well and was in a coma. The doctors thought she would survive, but her recovery would be hard. It’d made me all the more determined to get custody of my brother even if it was only until Marjorie was better.

The elevator opened, and a woman smiled at me from behind the desk. “Hi, Dominick.”

“Hi, Mara.”

“Are you here to pick up some subpoenas?”

“Not today. I’m here to meet Vivian Stern.”

Mara’s eyebrows rose. “Let me check with her,” she said, picking up the phone. “Hi, Ms. Stern. There’s a Dominick Reyes to see you.” Her eyes widened. “Oh. Okay, I will tell him.” She put the phone back on the receiver. “Her assistant is on her way.”

“Thank you.”

“Mr. Reyes,” a woman said before I could even sit.

“That’s me.”

“Come this way, please.”

I followed the woman past large offices and windows to match. We went past a huge conference room with a table that could probably hold twenty people, give or take. I had never been to this part of the firm—I always went down the opposite hallway to Records to pick up subpoenas from Gina—and this was much fancier. This was where the lawyers worked.

We kept going until the offices started getting smaller, and we went to an open area, surrounded by offices with cubicles and desks in the middle.

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