Loyal Lawyer: A Standalone Novel by Jeannine Colette & Lauren Runow

Author:Jeannine Colette & Lauren Runow [Colette, Jeannine & Runow, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-24T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

It’s been a long night. Shawn and I package up the remaining chocolate and pack everything into my car. I drop him off at his place, adamant that I can unload on my own. I need something to do to keep myself from overthinking about my night.

I bring the supplies inside myself and then take Lady Featherington for a long walk. When I return, I put everything away.

Now, it’s just me and Lady Featherington lying on my bed and watching Bridgerton on Netflix. I might or might not have a tray of truffles next to me that I’m devouring at an unhealthy pace.

A ring at the alleyway door surprises me and has me checking my watch to see the time. When I look at my phone, I see Sebastian standing in my alley with his hands in his pockets as he rocks on his heels.

I rise from the futon and walk to the door, not caring that I’m wearing yoga pants and an oversize sweatshirt. My face is clean of makeup, and my hair is in a long braid. It’s unsexy and plain, most definitely not a look I’d go for when seeing a man.

If he decides to show up, unannounced, then my dowdy appearance is what it is.

I open the door to see he’s still wearing his suit from earlier, tie and all. His hair has been raked through, and his cheeks are flush.

If he thinks I look a mess, he doesn’t say anything. Instead, he’s staring at me like I’m a mirage in the desert.

“What are you doing here?” I cross my arms, not because I’m upset to see him, but because I just realized I’m not wearing a bra and the cold air might have an unwelcome effect in this exact moment.

“I came to say all the things I should have said earlier, but I didn’t want to make a scene.”

I let out an exasperated breath. “You don’t have to apologize.”

“I’m not here for forgiveness. I’m here to explain.” His tone is louder, more fervent than I’ve heard from him before. He runs his hand through his hair and behind his neck, letting out a long, deep breath. “Can I come in?”

With my eyes closed, I briefly consider not allowing him in, but my manners get the best of me when I open them and see the clear distress in his face.

I nod for him to come inside as I step back. He walks through the threshold, and I close the door behind him.

The room is dark. There’s no music or sweet smell of confections, like the last time he was here.

It’s just me and Sebastian.

It’s silent, except for the sound of my heart.

His back is to me with his head straight ahead, staring at my painting. Its vibrant colors are subdued by the vintage-book page canvas it was created on. It’s of a woman’s face. Her bright green eyes bleed tears of the same color. Her lips are parted with words to say. She’s a dreamer, a woman yearning as she looks forward for her desires.

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