Page 140 of Only Fate

Using my sleeve, I wipe a tear from her cheek.

She does the same with mine, only with her thumb.

I collapse back onto my butt, and she smiles at me.

River and my dad join us, and we watch a movie.

A movie I can barely concentrate on.

I couldn’t even tell you the main characters’ names.

Tomorrow will decide how beautiful or ugly my love story with Adrian will be.

The following morning, I’m in my office drinking coffee when Lainey knocks on my door.

“Come in,” I call out even though the door is already halfway open.

She steps inside, her hair halfway falling from her clip andher eyes sleepy. I think we all stayed at the festival a little too late last night.

I saw her and her boyfriend snagging many samples from the brewery’s tent.

“I have someone here asking about representation. She doesn’t have a meeting,” she reports. “Do you want to see her, or I can schedule her in for another time?”

As of right now, my client list is currently sitting at zero.

Brielle has been my one and only.

I move a stack of paperwork to the corner of my desk. “Did she give you a name?”

“Jenna Marvin.”

I silently blink at her.

“I can tell her you’re unavailable,” Lainey says, clearly reading the shocked expression on my face.

“No. You can send her in.”

She scurries out of my office, and seconds later, she leads Jenna into my office.

No one says a word.

Why is she here?

The only thing I can think of is divorce representation.

Her husband is a straight asshole.

Not as bad as her high school boyfriend, though.

Thankfully, he moved away a long time ago.

Maybe she heard about my success with Brielle and thinks I can help her too.

Lainey, getting the hint again, backs out of my office, not bothering to shut the door.

Jenna scratches the back of her head, searching for words.

“What can I do for you, Jenna?” I ask, helping her out.

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