LOGINHe gives me an empathetic smile. “It could be more complicated than that. The reasons could be multifaceted or more nuanced than you thought.”I nod pensively, taking it all in. Once again, I’m grateful Grayson is with me to help me navigate this quagmire.I slip my hand into his. “Thanks for being
I chuckle as I stare at Grayson sitting next to me in our first-class seats.“Do you really think anyone’s going to be fooled by the baseball cap and shades?”He grins. “You don’t know your dad’s not tailing you. He seems awfully curious about your plans this weekend.”“Luther was just pissed that I
I drop my head and groan my frustration into my glass of pinot noir.What if our last hours were all an illusion, and in his mind, it really was the final goodbye? My heart sinks like a stone at the thought. I know it can’t go on, but I’m not ready for it to be over. Please let us have one more week
“Leave this work for the others. You are meant for so much more. You’re a Harrison, for crying out loud.”“Other people like who?” I say, careful to keep my voice down. The whole office needn’t know how much of a pretentious snob my dad can be. “We’re short-staffed as it is. Very few attorneys are w
It’s Tuesday morning, the first day I’ve awakened since Friday without Grayson Bennett in my bed. My mind is still reeling from this weekend, and my body has a pleasant ache one might have after running a marathon. Everything was so surreal, from Grayson showing up unannounced at my door to him admi
Her shoulders slump. “So, you don’t think that I should go see her.”“I just wonder if it would do more harm than good.” I rub my hands over my face. “Kind of like me overstaying my welcome.” I turn to look at her. I can already see the sorrow in those lovely eyes. “I should go now.”Her brow furrow
It’s late evening when my phone explodes with a call. Abigail’s name flashes across the screen, and I fumble it into my hands like a lifeline.“Abby, thank God you called.”“Emmie, what’s going on? Your text said it was urgent.” Her voice is cool and steady, but I know that tone. Beneath it is Defco
I wave her off. “It’s just a bug or something.”“Mm-hmm.” She folds her arms. “Or… hear me out… it’s not a bug. There’s a walk-in clinic down the block. You’re a grown-up lawyer. Go get checked out before you hurl into discovery files.”I pause, caught off guard by a flicker of anxiety—or is that an
Before daybreak, I pace the cold bathroom tile like a fugitive on the run—phone pressed to my ear, voice hushed like I'm plotting an escape. Because, well… I am.“Tessa, I know it’s early,” I whisper, eyes darting toward the closed door like it might fly open at any second. “But I wouldn’t be callin
"Too soon?" I whisper, my voice barely more than a breath.Perry blinks, the confusion melting into something softer. He opens his mouth as if to speak but closes it again, leaving the air thick with unspoken words. My pulse quickens, fear and regret twisting in my gut. Have I blown it? Has the mome







