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“Hmmm…” I didn’t really know how to respond to that. “Obviously I don’t want to be a cleaner. Why would I be contemplating law school if I wanted to be a cleaner?”
“Because it pays better than selling Girl Scout cookies?” He smirked. “Don’t think I didn’t notice how you tried to strum up business this morning.”
“What?” My jaw dropped. “What are you talking about?”
“I’m talking about how you were trying to solicit business and sales for your cookies.”
“Say what?” I took a deep breath. “I was just saying I wish I’d brought cookies, jackass.”
“And then I saw you flirting with Travis. Is your goal to seduce my business partner so you don’t have to work? Hoping to get that MRS degree?”
“What?” If he continued, I was going to slap him.
“Were you or were you not giving him the eye?”
“I have a boyfriend, thank you very much,” I retorted. It was a lie, but a needed one. Because the fact of the manner was I had been stripping Travis with my eyes, and obviously Max had seen that.
“You have a boyfriend?” He looked taken aback and surprised.
“Yes.” I gave him my most winning smile. “We just banged this morning in fact, so no, I have no wish to flirt or come on to Travis or anyone else at this firm.”
“You banged this morning?” His eyes narrowed, and his lips thinned.
“Yes…a good luck on your first day of work bang. I can barely walk right now,” I lied as I stared at him. He looked pissed, and I held back a smile. Typical man. “My boyfriend is packing…like nine inches. Sometimes I think that—”
“Are you always this impertinent?”
“If you consider being honest impertinent, then yes.” I wanted to laugh at the irony of my response. I hadn’t said an honest word in the last couple of minutes.
“If you want to become an attorney, then you will have to learn to keep certain things to yourself.” His voice was stiff now. “I know you got this gig because Travis and Finn are good friends, but I don’t believe in nepotism, and I want to ensure that you will be a good fit for this firm.”
“Cry me a river,” I mumbled under my breath, even though what I really wanted to say wasshut the fuck up. “What’s your problem with me?”
“No problem,” he said, his eyes hovering close to me as he gazed at me. “But I take my work very seriously and—”
“And what?” I cut him off. “You don’t think I’ll be good at the job?”
“If I’m honest, then no, I don’t.” He shrugged and looked down at my legs. “Way too short.”
“Excuse me?”
“A judge would throw you out of court in a skirt that short.”
“Well, it’s a good thing I’m not going to court, then.” I rolled my eyes.
“You’d also get thrown out for your impertinence.”
“You’d get thrown out for being a jackass,” I mumbled.
“You don’t get thrown out of courthouses for that.”
“But you do get thrown out of bedrooms.”
“Thinking of me in your bedroom, huh?” He smirked as he ran his fingers through his short, dark hair. “That didn’t take you long.”
“You wish.”
“Not really.” He licked his lips. “I don’t do sloppy seconds.”
