Page 37 of First Date: Divorce
“It’s good for the—”
He stopped when he saw K.D.
She knew her pretend-silk robe covered her from throat to calves, and it wasn’t the least bit see-through.So, why did she feel half-naked?
“You okay?”he asked.
“She’s fine,” Pauline said.“She remembered something you should have — you hadn’t told her about your law career.He started prosecuting in Chicago, then a solo practice, before corporate law.Followed by moving here and what he calls general practitioner law.As if GP were a thriving occupation these days for doctors, much less lawyers.”
“Won’t know until I give it a fair chance.”Eric needed a couple extra breaths to say it.
“Cully Grainger would get you a position prosecuting at the drop of a hat,” Pauline said.
“It’s not a job Cully can hand out.Besides, Wyoming criminals scare me.”
“Right.Because they’re so much worse than the Chicago criminals you dealt with.The criminals out here deserve to get convicted as much as Chicago criminals.”
“Ordinary people here deserve help with their legal issues, too,” he said mildly.
“Wills, deeds, small-business stuff.”Pauline dismissed them all with a sniff.
“Exactly.That’s what I do now,” he said to K.D.“So that could be another bone of contention at Marriage-Save.”
“As a last resort.”His eyebrows rose in apparent surprise at her response.At some level, he’d expected her to dismiss the kind of law he practiced now.Because as a cop he expected her to favor prosecutors?Or because as the same gender as Hilary he expected her to be mercenary?“But we should go over your history in more detail after we’re both— After breakfast.”
“Yeah,” Pauline said.“You both better get upstairs, get showered, and get dressed.”
“The dictator has spoken,” Eric said to K.D.He gestured up the stairs.“After you.”
No reason to hesitate.She was perfectly decent.Perfectly.
Still, she was aware of him behind her on the stairs.
As she reached the second-floor hallway, she eased out a breath of relief.She’d swear it wasn’t audible.As she closed her bedroom door, though, she thought she heard Pauline’s laugh reach her from the office.
*
Damn Pauline.
As if he’d needed any prodding to think of K.D.standing naked under a shower.
His assistant wasn’t Napoleon.She was the Marquis de Sade.
And K.D.was…
He didn’t know.
He’d thought he had her figured out at the beginning of that meeting in Cully’s office.
But each day, each hour, he knew her better and had her less figured out.
There were issues with her mother, and she hadn’t had the easiest time growing up.
She had a wariness about her.Some was cop vigilance stuff he recognized from working with law enforcement.Some wasn’t.
The big question — was some because she was drawn to him and didn’t want to be?
Because of the circumstances?Or something more?
