Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 95421 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95421 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
“Oh yeah? Then I’m doing a damn good job faking it. Because you are not my equal, sweetheart.” He lifted his hand high into the air. “You are up here.” He lowered his hand to waist high. “And I am down here.” Dawson pressed a kiss to my lips. “Now, no more stalling. Open the letter. I made us a reservation for dinner to celebrate.”
I wished I had half the confidence this man did. Nevertheless, I stepped back and turned the letter over. My hands shook as I slipped my finger into a corner and used my fingernail to slice open the envelope. There was only one piece of paper inside.
“Wouldn’t there be more documents, things for me to fill out if they were letting me have my license back?”
Dawson pointed to the paper. “Read it.”
I unfolded and scanned the page.
Decision of the Hearing Panel Subcommittee…
A Statement of Charges containing two counts was filed against Petitioner Naomi Heart, charging her with violations of the Virginia Bar’s rules of professional conduct. Petitioner surrendered her law license, conceding that all charges were indefensible. A formal disbarment trial was not conducted. This Board accepted the Petitioner’s resignation from practice, citing that the preliminary findings, which were deemed true by the Petitioner’s affidavit accompanying her surrender, were violations amounting to offenses punishable by disbarment. The Petitioner filed a Petition for Reinstatement, and a hearing was conducted by the Hearing Panel Subcommittee. A unanimous decision was reached, indicating reinstatement of the Petitioner to the practice of law.
My eyes flared. “Oh my God! They’re reinstating me! Dawson, you did it!”
He lifted me off my feet and swung me around. “Holy shit. Congratulations! I’m so fucking happy!”
“I can’t believe it. I really can’t believe it. This never would have happened if it weren’t for you.”
“That’s not true. You would’ve gotten there on your own. I just gave you the push you needed.”
“You give me everything I need. I love you so much.”
“Love you, too, counselor.” He pressed his lips to mine for a hard kiss. “Now go get dressed in something sexy for our dinner. Because I can’t wait to get home and celebrate inside of you.”
I licked my lips. “We could…skip dinner.”
“Not a chance. You’re going to need fuel for what I have in store later.”
***
“Would you mind if we made a stop at the office?” Dawson asked after we’d finished a delicious dinner. “We’re only a few blocks away, and I need a file for the morning. It’ll save me the trip before court. We can take an Uber. Those shoes don’t look too comfortable to walk in.”
“They’re not bad, actually. I think I’m finally used to heels on concrete. Let’s walk. It’s such a nice night, and the cold weather is coming soon enough.”
“Alright.”
We walked hand in hand from the restaurant to the office. Dawson was quieter than usual. I looked over and saw some tension in his face, probably about the hearing he had in the morning. I smiled to myself. I couldn’t wait to help him get rid of that when we got home. Never in a million years would I have imagined the man I’d assaulted in that cabin at Ben and Lily’s wedding could morph into the considerate, loving soul who stood next to me today. Life isn’t perfect. But each year had gotten better and better since Dawson stormed into my world.
Three years ago, he’d gone to visit Bailey’s grave, and things had taken a turn after that. The next time I went to his apartment, her photo that had always been on the shelf was gone. I found it in a box a few weeks after I moved in, right next to the asshole bracelet he no longer wears. And he started writing me letters a few times a year. He still mails them to me, even though we live together. He says he does it because he has a difficult time expressing things he feels aloud, but none of that is important, because he shows me how much he loves me every day.
We arrived at the office and made our way up to the fourteenth floor. Dawson unlocked the door but didn’t turn the lights on in the lobby when we walked in. Instead, he gathered me in his arms. “I have a surprise for you.”
“The last time you said that we were at Frannie’s new boyfriend’s house and you dragged me into the bathroom and tried to get me to have sex.”
“That wasn’t my fault. He had coconut-scented hand soap. You know how I love my cococunt.”
I chuckled. Dawson planted a kiss on my lips and stepped back. “Are you ready for your surprise?”
“I’m a little afraid to say yes, but yes.”
He flicked the lights on. I looked around, trying to figure out what the surprise was. There wasn’t anything or anyone unusual in the lobby. But then I saw the wall. The Reed & Associates sign had been replaced.