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“You’re doing scheduling now?” Richard asked wryly when he saw me at his desktop, walking into the office and closing the door. “You know you can access all those same programs on your computer.”

“But your view is better,” I joked. In reality, our offices were close to each other so we had almost the exact same view.

“Mychairis better. I told you to buy a new one last year.”

My office chair was leather and cracked, nearly falling apart. It had sentimental value, though, because it came from my first studio apartment, when I’d been making money primarily from winning hockey games and betting on myself with bookies. I hadn’t always been the billionaire I was today. I’d come from an unhappy, impoverished home, and for a while, I’d thought being on the wrong side of the law was the only way to get ahead.

Some things I kept, like that office chair and my hockey trophies. I’d blown out my back before I’d ever gotten to go pro, but for a while in college, I’d been a big shot.

Now, I was still a big shot, just in a different, warmer arena, and I didn’t have to give someone a black eye to get to the goal anymore. Instead, I used my law degree to beat them. And I was going to beat Mr. Martinez.

Even if Mrs. Martinez didn’t exactly deserve it.

“How has it been going with Magda....er, Ms. Riley?” Richard asked, and I stared at him for a long moment.

“Do you have something going on with Magda??

Richard’s face was blank. “What do you mean?”

“Never mind,” I muttered. I was seeing zebras where there were just horses. Magda was fiery and driving me crazy lately, and I guessed I thought maybe her way into the partnership had something to do with Richard. “She’s...something.”

Richard snorted out a laugh. “That’s for sure. She’s won a lot of cases based on her grit alone.”

“I don’t know if I’d call it grit,” I drawled, thinking of Magda’s breasts bouncing in my face as I pumped in and out of her the night before.

“Fire, anyway. She’s got what it takes to be partner, I just know it.” Richard sounded almost proud.

I raised an eyebrow. “If you’ve already decided to put her on the table for partner, why ask me to vet her?”

Richard kicked my legs off his desk and I made a grunt in the back of my throat.

“Because you’re my partner, Roarke. Why else? I would never make the decision on my own.”

“Well, I’m not totally sold,” I said, although I was getting closer and closer to a decision. Magda Riley might be a pain in my ass, but she seemed to be a good lawyer, regardless of how good of a lay she was.

“Give it time,” Richard said. “At least until the end of this case. Then we’ll talk about it.”

I nodded. “Fair enough.” I sighed as I stood up, my back hurting a bit. I was too old to stay up all night drinking wine and having sex.

“Late night?” Richard asked, and I grinned.

“You know it.”

“Blind date went well?”

Oh, shit. I’d completely forgotten about that. I cleared my throat. “Sure, went great. She’s a peach.”

“Good to know,” Richard said with a smile. “I’m glad you two got along. Maybe you’ll be able to settle down again.”

“Fourth time’s the charm,” I muttered under my breath, leaving his office to go by Magda’s.

When I arrived, her door was closed and someone was in there with her. She didn’t have the blinds drawn, though, and I saw that it was another junior associate, Mark Windham.

She was working on the Santos case with him; I’d seen that much on the schedule. I guessed they must be talking about it. I narrowed my eyes, watching him lean over her desk to point at something. He sure was standing close to her.

I busied myself at the water cooler, even though I had a mini fridge in my office. I couldn’t help that I wanted to know what was going on in there.

I was partner, after all, and I had a right to know how every case was going, not just the ones I was working on.

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