FAZER LOGIN~ JAMIEOn my first day at Rhodes, I got so caught up in a case that I forgot to eat lunch. Declan reminded me when he appeared in my office."Have you eaten?""Not yet. Come look at what I found."I showed him the record the warehouse had just sent me. The supplier claimed they'd shipped the entire order before the cancellation, but only half the merchandise had actually left that day. The rest stayed in the warehouse because the truck was full and didn't ship until the following morning."And the client received the first shipment?" Declan asked."He did. I think we should offer to pay for that portion and negotiate the rest."While he checked the dates, my phone lit up with a text from Simon.Simon: What time are you getting off, Mrs. Hart? I need to reserve a lap for you.I turned my phone facedown before Declan could catch me smiling."Helena's stepping down as head of the commercial litigation team at the end of the month," he said. "I wanted to see if you'd be interested in the
~ JAMIESimon pulled my chair closer to his before I'd even finished buttering my toast."You've got the whole table," I said."I'm good right here."His hand settled on my thigh. I covered his fingers with mine."We need to talk."He stopped with his coffee cup halfway to his mouth."About what?"I took a deep breath."Our marriage. I want this to work, Simon. That's why I came back. But there are a few ground rules we need to agree on.""Ground rules?""Three of them. And don't give me that look before you've even heard the first one."He set his cup on its saucer."I'm listening.""First, I want you to talk to me before making decisions for me.""Even if I'm trying to protect you?""Especially if you're trying to protect me."Simon ran his thumb along the handle of his cup."Okay, babe. I'll talk to you first.""And I need things that are mine. My job, my plans. If I need your help, I'll ask for it."He opened his mouth, thought better of it, and nodded."What's the third?"I wrapp
~ SIMONSunlight slipped through the gaps in the curtains. I couldn’t have cared less. Jamie was beneath me, still trembling from her first orgasm, and I wanted more. With her, I always wanted more.“Simon,” she breathed.“Hmm?”“Give me a minute.”“No.” She laughed, but the sound caught in her throat as I moved inside her again. “A minute’s too long.”I kissed the corner of her mouth, then her chin, then her throat. Her fingers dug into my shoulders. “You’re killing me.”“I’m reminding you who you are.”Her eyes opened and met mine. “And who am I?”“Mine.” I pushed deeper, and her back arched.“Fuck, Simon.”“Say it.”“I’m yours,” she whispered.Something raw and possessive stirred in me. I pulled out slowly, and her hips lifted after me. “Easy,” I said. “Turn over.”Jamie looked at me for a second. Then she gave me that smile I knew so damn well. “No.”I stopped. “No?”“I want to be on top.”Fuck. “Then get up here.”I rolled onto my back, and Jamie climbed over me. I expected her t
~ JAMIE “Sylvia called me.”He closed the door.“I noticed.”Simon studied me for a few seconds.“You’re home.”“Looks that way.”His gaze moved over my face.Then dipped briefly to my nightgown.Before returning to my eyes.“Are you staying?”The question hit me harder than I expected.“This is my home, too, isn’t it?”He nodded.“Of course it is.”He came closer but stopped a respectful distance away.“How was your morning?”I took a deep breath.“I got a job.”I saw his jaw tighten.It was quick.Barely noticeable.“You did?”“I start tomorrow.”Simon swallowed.“Congratulations.”I waited for an objection.None came.“With your résumé, I’m sure they were thrilled to have you.”I smiled a little.“Aren’t you going to ask where?”“I am. But first, I want to know if you’re happy.”That caught me off guard.“I am.”“Then I’m happy for you.”I looked at him.“Really?”“Really.”“You’re not going to try to buy the firm?”One corner of his mouth lifted.“Depends. Is the owner single?”A
~ JAMIE“I have to admit, I was surprised when I heard you’d applied for the position, Mrs. Hart.”Declan shook my hand firmly.He looked to be in his early forties, with dark hair beginning to gray at the temples and a serious expression that suited his elegant office perfectly.“Having an attorney with your experience join our firm is an honor.”“Thank you, Mr. Rhodes. I’ll do my best.”He gave me a small smile.“I’m sure you will. And please, call me Declan. No need for formalities.”“In that case, thank you, Declan.”“I’ll see you tomorrow at nine.”“I’ll be here.”He walked me to the door and opened it himself.“It was a pleasure meeting you, Jamie.”“Likewise.”As I walked away, I noticed he was still watching me.Probably wondering whether he’d hired the right person.I intended to prove he had.Dominic was waiting beside the car.He opened the back door as soon as he saw me.“Back to your parents’ house, Mrs. Hart?”I stopped before getting in.Simple question.Not such a simp
~ SIMONI shoved my phone into the pocket of my sweatpants and got out of bed. The mess with Vérité, everything going on with Abigail, and now Jamie. It was all giving me a goddamn headache. Fuck, I would’ve taken that bullet a thousand times over if it meant sparing my wife from going through any of this again. I needed a whiskey. Or five minutes without a single fucking thought in my head.I headed downstairs, making my way through the silent house.It was past two in the morning.I found Dominic near the wine cellar, speaking quietly into his phone. He ended the call as soon as he spotted me.“Everything okay?”“Yes, Mr. Hart. Just checking on the shift change.”I nodded.“And my in-laws’ place?”“Two patrol cars in the area. I’ve also got four of our guys covering the perimeter. Nobody comes or goes without us knowing.”“Does Jamie know?”“No, sir.”“Good. Let’s keep it that way.”Dominic slipped his phone into his pocket.“I’ll let you know immediately if anything comes up.”“Tha







