Page 88 of Ridin' True
“Your lawyer?Really?You can’t just fuck her, you’ve got to bring her around our kids?”
My spine straightened and, even though I couldn’t see her through Jed, my gaze was aimed in her direction.
I couldn’t see Jed’s face, either, but I could feel the shift in his demeanor like a change in the atmosphere.
“If I was just fuckin’ her, I wouldn’t bring her around my kids—so what does that tell you?”
“Whatever,” she scoffed.
“Don’t know why you’re mad, but if you’re gonna be, blame yourself. Wouldn’t have met her if it wasn’t for you. Guess I owe you a thanks.”
“Are you dropping by Wednesday or what?” she huffed, obviously eager to change the subject.
“It’s my daughter’s birthday. Of course, I’m droppin’ by.”
“Just text before you show up. I’ll see you later.”
Jed didn’t bother to say goodbye. He shut the door, pulled his fingers through his hair, and came back to the living room.
“So—she’s always like that, huh?” I asked gingerly.
“Yup.”
I stood, closed the short distance between us, and joked, “Well, that’s fun.”
“Oh, yeah. Real blast.”
I hummed a laugh, resting my hands against his abs before leaning into him. He swept my hair over my shoulders as I confessed, “I’m a little bummed they’re gone. You?”
“Always.”
“What do you usually do after they leave?”
“Head to the clubhouse. See who’s around.”
In an attempt to be extra sweet after Nicole’s bitter departure, I felt my way up his chest, wrapping my arms around his shoulders as I suggested, “How about we go for an afternoon ride and then stop at the clubhouse?”
He held me close, his eyes roaming my face for a moment before he spoke.
“If I’m your Prince Charmin’, who does that make you? Cinderella?”
“Nah. I prefer to be your darlin’.”
That response was the right one.
I knew because it got me a really great kiss.
It was deep and wet and hot—sohot—just like my man.
Walkingintotheofficeon Monday, knowing it was my last day, was surreal.
I spent most of the morning filing paperwork and handing off what was left of my cases. After lunch, Cora had arranged a little sendoff party in the break room. There was cake and sparkling wine. Jacob made a toast in my honor, and it was all really nice.
I spent the rest of the day clearing out my office. Everything I intended to take with me fit in a bankers box. It felt cliché, but I went with it. As I looked around the blank space, I decided I wanted to do something exciting that night. Something fun to celebrate the end of a significant chapter and the beginning of another.
It was four o’clock when I was ready to leave. I knew Jed would be at the garage for another hour, and I wanted to stop at home to drop my box and grab a cute outfit for the night. I didn’t want to bug him at work or wait for another one of the Stallions to come escort me the five minutes it would take me to run home. It had been two weeks since the drama with Fred Hoffman, and nothing had happened. Not a single thing.
With that in mind, I planned on stopping at home before heading for the compound. If Jed got mad at me for doing it alone, I’d just have to kiss him until he got over it. Besides, the wholeescortthing couldn’t last forever.
