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“Your language is abysmal.”

I sank down in my chair. “If that’s the worst thing about me, I can live with it.”

“If it’s the best?”

“I’ve got a problem.”

“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked as if he really didn’t.

“Legs. We’ll just leave it at that.”

His shoulders sagged in apparent relief. “That man is back out in the lobby. I’ve told him you are busy. He insists he’ll wait. Shall I have him removed?”

“Is he bothering you?”

“He’s quiet.”

“Any idea what he wants?”

“I told you. An attorney.” He held the notepad in his hands tightly. “I hesitate to tell you this, but he said he wants the best.”

I put the back of my hand to my forehead. “The perils of a stellar reputation.”

He scowled. “If you continue on this current path, you’ll lose it.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing.”

“You think I’m slipping?”

“You’ve gotten soft.” Gerard was nothing if not honest.

“Because I don’t want to defend guilty people?” I’d had a change of heart about the course of my life. What was the big deal?

“Once upon a time, you believed everyone was innocent until proven otherwise.”

“You work with enough of the kind of people I have and see if your opinion doesn’t change.”

He sniffed. “In case you haven’t noticed, I’ve been here for nearly eight years’ worth of them.”

“If you don’t like what I’m doing, why stay? Hell, why have you been here this long anyway? I make demands all day long. Do you even have a girlfriend? Or boyfriend?”

“I have neither, sir.”

I waved my hand in the air. “It doesn’t matter.”

“How can I forge a relationship when, for all intents and purposes, I am married to you?”

I dropped my head to my desk. “Mr. Dixon was wrong. Iamin a long-term relationship.”

“I beg your pardon?” I looked up. He appeared as serious as always. “I’m here because I only surround myself with the best. And you give me a raise whenever I ask.”

Was that a compliment? Gerard didn't throw those around very often, if ever. He was brutally honest, which I appreciated. Finesse was one thing. Sugar-coating was another.

“Are you asking now?”

“Are you offering?”

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