Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25739 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25739 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
When I make it up to the tenth floor, I find Valentine smiling at my newest intern Clark Williamson who is handsome, smart, educated, and comes from a wealthy family. He’s a rising star, and he’s completely into my woman.
“Am I interrupting something?” I ask, staring at Valentine, trying to gauge her reaction to my arrival.
“Of course not, Mr. King,” she says with a snarky glare.
“Here’s your mail and your messages.” She stands and hands them to me right past Williamson. For a brief moment our fingers touch, and I fight the urge to pull her in.
“Thank you, Ms. Pernetti.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Williamson, Powell will be taking over the Spencer V. the State of Illinois case so you will need to be working with him for the next few weeks.”
“I thought that was your case?”
“It was, but I’m lightening my load. We’re hiring a few more lawyers, clerks, and interns in the next few months, so I need to focus on that matter. Everything you’ve gathered for me, please take down to him first thing in the morning.”
“Yes, Sir.” He’s really a great intern even if he’s in prime shape and interested in my woman.
Chapter Seven
Valentine
“Come on, you have to find a man already. Valentine’s Day is in just two days, and you’re a twenty-three-year-old virgin,” Petra, my bestie, says, holding up several color palettes in her hands.
“Do you need to shout it to the world?” I hiss, slapping her thigh lightly while we sit on my living room floor looking at baby room designs for her. It’s only her, me, my cat Harry, and her husband, who is in the kitchen, being my guardian angel right now.
“We’re in your tiny apartment with your adorable cat, my hubby, who is busy under the sink. Seriously, if you weren’t smoking hot and young, I’d say you’d have the makings of a cat lady. Keep it up and you’ll be getting there.” She smirks, teasing me hard today because she wants me to be as happy as she is with Jack.
Before she married him, we both didn’t even mention it. Petra wants to spread love everywhere now that Jack has stolen her heart and there’s a baby Jack on the way.
“Easy for you to say. Dating isn’t easy these days. It’s not like you can meet the man of your dreams just by bumping into him at a coffee shop, the store—”
“Or at work?” she says, cutting me off. I know exactly where she’s going with this, and she’s not going to let up until she’s made her point. I should have never let it slip during a drunken night that I have a massive crush on my asshole boss.
“People meet people there too,” I offer, hoping to stop her pressing. It’s how she met her amazing husband.
“Yeah, like your fine ass boss?” she adds, nudging me with her elbow.
“Whose boss is fine?” her husband growls from the kitchen doorway. He’s fixing a broken pipe under my sink because my landlord is useless, and I don’t have a man whom my dear friend constantly reminds me of daily.
“Mine, darling,” she says, winking over at him. It’s so cute the way he loves her effortlessly. They’ve been married nearly a year and are completely obsessed with each other. He was her boss, but their romance is for another time.
“Good to hear,” he grunts with a warning. She just rolls her eyes because she doesn’t give anyone else her attention but him. She’s only there to boost my love life or lack thereof.
“Anyway, Valentine. Are you ever going to make a move on that man?” she asks the second he’s out of the room.
“Nope. He’s my boss and completely out of my league besides he’s kind of the grumpiest man in existence. I don’t know if you’ve heard. He’s kind of a big deal and always on the news as the pain in the ass lawyer with a winning record, gorgeous face even though he looks like he eats people for lunch.”
“Maybe you can get him to eat you for lunch.” She wags her brows, shaking her bottom on my carpet. I want to laugh because apparently being pregnant makes her extremely horny. Not like she wasn’t already insanely all over him when they first got together, but now everything triggers her mood.
“Woman, leave the girl alone.” He scowls at her, shaking his head. Then he turns to me with a smile. “Valentine, it’s all fixed.” With quick movements, he gathers their coats, while addressing his wife. “It’s time to go and leave your friend alone. I have some plans for you and a spanking to give you for even mentioning that Wyatt King is fine.”
“What are you talking about?” she says, throwing her hands up, trying to lie while her face gives her away. She’s grinning from ear to ear about her punishment.