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CHAPTER ONE
Kiera
When Ward and I got married fourteen years ago, I never thought we would be one of those married couples that lost their sexual mojo.
For the three years that we dated before getting married, we were going at it like bunnies, and I’d thought it would always be that way. I’d married the hot firefighter, and I was the sexy lawyer. We were a picture-perfect couple with a house in the suburbs, two kids who were our world, and a decent marriage.
But our sex life was lacking.
I wanted to get back to us sneaking in a morning quickie before our kids woke up, or waiting until they fell asleep to wear ourselves out, not watching TV until it was time for bed, and then only going to bed tosleep. I didn’t know why we were in a rut or when it had actually happened. Sure, we still had sex, but it waslet’s-get-off-fast-and-go-to-sleep sex.
Ward worked twenty-four hours on, forty-eight hours off at the fire station, and I worked ten to twelve hours a day at a high profile family law firm. Sometimes, I would even bring my work home if I needed to work on a declaration. We were always going here or doing that, and the only date night we got was on Valentine’s Day, and only if Ward wasn’t on shift that night.
A knock sounded on my office door. “Come in.”
I looked up from staring blankly at my laptop as Eve, my paralegal, entered. We worked together at Chandler & Patterson, LLP, in Beverly Hills. “I’m finished with the interrogatories for Decker,” she said.
“Perfect. Just set them on my desk, and I’ll take a look this afternoon.”
She set the stack of papers on my desk and then turned to leave, but stopped. “Is everything okay?”
I gave a thin smile. “Yes, of course. I just didn’t get much sleep last night,” I lied.
“Okay, just let me know if you need anything.”
“Will do.”
“And thank you for the flowers and the card.”
My grin widened. “You’re welcome. Did you decide where we’re going for lunch?” It was Administrative Professionals Day, and every year, I would get Eve flowers, a card of appreciation, and take her to a restaurant of her choice for lunch.
“Actually, I was talking to Lorelei, and she and Peyton are going to Wally’s for lunch. Lorelei asked if we wanted to come.”
“Sure, if that’s where you want to go.”
“That would be okay with me.”
“Okay,” I agreed.
“Perfect. They’re leaving at 11:30.”
“I’ll be ready.”
“Is everything okay?” Peyton asked.
Apparently, I wasn’t hiding the fact that I was thinking non-stop.
“Yes, of course.” I took a bite of my salad.
“You seem quiet today,” Peyton clarified. Peyton was an attorney at my firm, and we had several lunches together with and without our assistants. Not long ago, Peyton married another family law attorney, who worked for a different firm, and they were expecting their first child in six short months. They didn’t work the same cases, and if a call came in that could potentially be a conflict of interest because of Peyton’s relationship, Lorelei, Peyton’s assistant, sent the referral to me.
“Just a lot on my mind, and didn’t get a lot of sleep last night,” I half lied.
“Case related?” Lorelei asked. Lorelei was engaged to an attorney at the opposing firm as well.
“No.” I took a sip of my iced tea. “Just family stuff.”
“Anything we can help with?” Eve questioned. Eve was single and the youngest out of all of us.
