Heat Wave
“The skirt she had on today was narrow. She couldn’t maneuver as easily as she could in the flowing skirt she’d worn the last time he’d seen her. He wondered if this skirt would slide as effortlessly down her legs once Caleb located the zipper.
She signaled the bartender, who glided down the bar. Meredith placed an order. A glass of white wine, he noted when the bartender set a stemware glass filled with something pale in front of Meredith. Good. She’d sip that slowly. It bought him a little tim...e.
He turned back to Jerry, who glared at him, his expression an odd mix of accusing and baleful. “Are you going to bill me for the time you spent over there, talking to the cop and the lady?” he asked.
“No, of course not. I’m sorry for the interruption. She’s…another client of mine.” He supposed Meredith would remain his client as long as she kept her clothes on around him. If he managed to coax that skirt off her, however, he’d forward her file to Heather.
Right now, though, he needed to concentrate on Jerry, who was being a pain in the ass.MoreLess
She signaled the bartender, who glided down the bar. Meredith placed an order. A glass of white wine, he noted when the bartender set a stemware glass filled with something pale in front of Meredith. Good. She’d sip that slowly. It bought him a little tim...e.
He turned back to Jerry, who glared at him, his expression an odd mix of accusing and baleful. “Are you going to bill me for the time you spent over there, talking to the cop and the lady?” he asked.
“No, of course not. I’m sorry for the interruption. She’s…another client of mine.” He supposed Meredith would remain his client as long as she kept her clothes on around him. If he managed to coax that skirt off her, however, he’d forward her file to Heather.
Right now, though, he needed to concentrate on Jerry, who was being a pain in the ass.MoreLess
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