Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 108531 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 543(@200wpm)___ 434(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108531 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 543(@200wpm)___ 434(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
“Did you talk to Quaid?”
She was also way more nosy. “I called him early this morning. I brought him up to date on everything I’ve worked on. We’ve got closing arguments on the Oliver v. Abbot case on Monday.”
Sienna wrinkled her nose. “You know everybody else calls it the Geraldine’s Boobs case.”
“Well, everyone else doesn’t take the law very seriously.” Geraldine’s Boobs weren’t going to win. She was absolutely certain the judge would see that she was right. She feared a Papillon in which Geraldine’s Boobs won and everyone started protesting other things by showing off body parts. She’d heard Herve and his brother were already planning a march to protest the twenty-five-cent price hike in chicken-fried steak at local restaurants. It would never end. First boobs, and then the men would bring out the big guns. Well, medium-sized and small-sized, too.
“I’ll warn the café,” Sienna said. “Your fans tend to go there after court adjourns to have pie and a lively debate about who won the day.”
Yep, something else she didn’t have in New Orleans. Fans. “Any chance they might not find out about the closing arguments?”
Sienna shook her head. “Not at all. Britney’s sister is Team Quaid all the way.”
She needed to make sure she knew exactly which one Britney’s sister was. A talk was warranted to make sure everyone knew they could look but better not touch.
She had to stop thinking that way. How could she be with Quaid if she couldn’t handle staying a night at his house?
The odd thing was that now that she and Mrs. Havery had their come-to-Jesus, they were actually getting along. She’d updated all the Haverys on Paul’s case the afternoon before while they’d had lunch. The matriarch of the family had been very pleased. She’d asked Jayna some intelligent questions about her legal strategies and then moved the topic on to her upcoming plans for the tea she was still hosting.
Jayna was supposed to attend. In a suitable dress, of course.
How long would it be before her usefulness wore off and Mrs. Havery remembered how rough her upbringing had been? How long before Quaid’s friends got offended by her rough edges?
“Oh, no.” Sienna’s eyes had gone wide as she stared out the window.
“What’s wrong?” She moved in beside her sister as Luna started to bark.
“Is that who I think it is?” Sienna asked, pointing toward the square.
Jayna’s ex-husband was walking down the street wearing one of his designer suits, his hair slicked back, and designer sunglasses covering his eyes. He looked up and down the street as though searching for something.
The man had to be looking for her.
Sure enough, he shifted his course, coming toward the building marked Quaid Havery, Attorney at Law.
Luna bounced in front of the door.
Todd might have been a crappy husband, but he’d played ball with Luna and taken care of her when Jayna couldn’t.
He got a smile on his face when he saw her. He threw open the door and went down on one knee. “Hey, girl. Look at how big you are.”
Luna enthusiastically licked his face as Todd took off the sunglasses that could probably feed a family of four for a week.
“What are you doing here?” Sienna asked, her arms over her chest.
Todd stood, managing to look hurt. “Well, hello, Sienna. Damn. You look good. Your mom told me you were at a new job. It suits you.” He nodded Jayna’s way. “Jayna. It’s good to see you.”
So they were being polite today. “What do you want?”
Well, one of them was.
Todd frowned. “I wanted to talk to you, and I thought it better to do it in person. I’ve never been here before but I looked up your mother’s address. She told me I should come here because you were shacked up with someone named Quaid.”
“I’m working here,” she replied evenly.
“But she’s also shacked up with him, and he is hot,” Sienna added.
“Not helping,” Jayna said under her breath. “Why don’t you come into my office?”
Todd followed her, Luna at his side. “I was surprised to find out you came back here. Are you actually practicing here? I thought you swore to never set foot in this town again.”
She probably had said something like that when she was younger. Lately she’d been thinking about the fact that perhaps she had been as ill-suited to serve her town when she was younger as it had been to serve her. She’d never fit in, but she’d also been quite rigid—especially as a teen. Now she’d seen the world, and every place in it had pros and cons. Papillon was no exception.
She slid behind her desk, preferring to keep a distance between them. “It’s not so bad the second time around.”
After all, this time she had fans.
“Because of this Quaid person?” He took a seat. “Havery. I think I’ve heard of the Haverys. They’re old money down here, right?”