Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23679 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23679 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Landon and his two best friends started Adair, Bennett, and Chapman Law Firm to make a name for themselves. So why in the world would he throw away one of his wealthiest and well connected clients? It's professional suicide, but none of that matters, not anymore. Piper Gray thawed his frozen heart with one look, and now there's nothing he'll let get in the way.
Love and Lawyers break all the rules when three best friends find their forever. Come along with us as we throw order out of the courtroom and leave judgement at the door
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Chapter One
PIPER
The meeting I have to attend or face legal consequences is already intimidating me, and now the building is intimidating me too. I stare up at it as a few raindrops hit me in the face, and I think it might be the tallest in the city.
“Move.” A man bumps into me, pushing me forward, and I drop my umbrella.
He doesn’t bother to give me a second glance as he rushes inside, so I grab my umbrella off the ground before I get drenched. When I walk into the building, my sneakers squeak on the shiny polished floor. The security guards' attention comes right to me, and I wonder if I look like a threat.
“May we help you?” one of them asks.
His eyes go up and down my body with disappointment at my jeans and basic shirt. I didn’t see why I needed to get dressed up for this. I’m not going before a judge. Plus, it’s not like I have anything nice enough for this place to begin with.
“I have a meeting.” They both appear skeptical. Does it count as a meeting if I’ve been bullied into showing up? I still can’t believe it has come this far, but here I am, nonetheless.
“I do, I swear.” I don’t want to be here, and now I’m going to have to convince my way inside. Great.
“With whom?”
“I believe his name is Mr. Adair.”
Okay, so I don’t believe, I know that’s his name. Of course I googled him. How could I not? Afterwards I wished I hadn’t because he’s one of the top lawyers in the state. I shouldn’t be surprised because Mr. Wilson always has the best of everything and is quick to let everyone know it. He would make it a point to have the best legal team.
"Your name and ID." The guard holds his hand out, and I have to tuck my umbrella under one arm so I can pull my bag close. I’m careful to not let them see inside.
Once I find my ID, I hand it over, and the guard takes his time looking down at it and back to me four times. He finally hands it back, and I gently put it back into my bag, in the side pocket.
“The Adair, Bennett, and Chapman Law Office is on the sixty-sixth floor.”
“How many floors are there in this building?”
“Sixty-six.”
“Right.” Of course it’s all the way on the top floor. I take a deep breath, but my fear of heights is making my hands shake. “Thank you,” I mumble before I head over to the bank of elevators and hit the button. When the doors slide open, I step inside and select the top floor. Once they close, I check inside my bag again.
“You keep being quiet, okay?” I tell the tiny kitten inside.
I found him on the way here, so what choice did I have but to put him in my bag? He was shivering in the rain, and I’m not a monster. The same can’t be said about the people in this building. I bet they put their law office on the top floor to intimidate people. It’s their way of being the king of the building, along with letting everyone know they can afford it.
When I reach the top floor, I step out and face a big reception desk. A tall blonde stands, and her icy blue eyes land on me. She’s really pretty and put together with her silky cream-colored blouse and shiny, perfectly styled hair. Somehow her perfection is as intimidating as the building.
I aspire to achieve her level of sophistication one day. I'm not sure being a dog walker and pet sitter will get me there, but who knows? I didn’t think I could be blackmailed into being a surrogate, either, so I guess I shouldn’t rule it out.
I run a hand down my damp hair, which I'm sure is starting to frizz, as I approach the reception desk.
"Good afternoon." She gives me a bright smile before picking up the glasses off her desk and putting them on. "I'm Scout." Wow, even her name is cool.
Whatever stuck-up ice queen I was trying to peg her as melts away. I should know better than most people not to judge. I thought Mr. Willson was a good guy, but clearly he isn’t.
In fact, Mr. Wilson isn’t a good husband or dog owner. He sucks all the way around. Why he wants to be a father I have no idea because he’ll suck at that too. I’m sure he’ll hire a nanny and ignore the kid the same way he hired me but ignored the dog.
"Piper Gray," I say, trying to return the warm smile. It’s no use because I'm not feeling it. Not only because of my mood, but my clothes are damp, and the cool air conditioning isn't helping.