Jasper's pov
What's going on in my head? Has Mrs Williams taken me so close that she was the one that went to her bar to bring a bottle of wine? Each time we had the opportunity to hold ourselves, she threw her hands on me. When she embraced me a few minutes before her friend came, I could feel her nipples against my chest.
Oh no, she is very cute. It must have taken enough effort for his late husband to have her as his wife. It would be mind blowing to have her for the night. She doesn't treat me as if she had been my big client some days ago. She smiled at me like a friend. Am I falling for her? Or my mind is trying to overcome what Anna did to me? Is this not an opportunity to tell her that I want to be her lawyer? She has never been so kind and soft spoken to me all the days we spent together.
As she was about to open the wine, I raised my hand, trying to draw her attention.
“Don't you want to drink any longer?” She asked.
“I will, but I have something troubling me.”
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