Tuesday's Child by Fern Michaels

Author:Fern Michaels
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2012-05-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

KALA AULANI AND JAY BRIGHTON STEPPED OUT OF THE ELEVATOR onto the floor of the attorney general’s suite of offices. “I appreciate your coming along, Kala, but I could have handled this myself. You did tell me when you left that you were not going to stick your nose into the firm’s business and that you really were retired. And yet, here we are! You just got back from Paris a few hours ago. Why don’t you have jet lag like everyone else?” Jay groused under his breath.

Kala smoothed down the wrinkles of her white linen jacket and skirt, which now looked like she had slept in them. Underneath the jacket she wore a scarlet silk blouse that matched the flower she’d pinned above her ear. She was in battle-dress mode. “That’s all partially true, Jay. But you left off the part where I said I was going to see Sophie’s case through to the end. I don’t have jet lag because I ate almonds. I never get jet lag. Besides, I couldn’t pass up a chance to see Ryan Spenser again. You think he’ll offer to kiss my feet to make this all go away? A small wager, Jay. Mr. Spenser is going to be downright testy today. I read the headlines this morning,” Kala said, as she stepped through the doors to the reception area.

“Nice digs. Our taxpayer dollars at work,” she murmured, as Jay gave their names to the gorgeous receptionist with the two-inch-long fingernails that were painted bloodred. Kala looked down at her own French manicure, which she’d gotten at the spa before they left to return home. A lovely manicure it was and truly French.

“How do you suppose that chick wipes her rear end with those nails?” Jay hissed in Kala’s ear as they took seats in the reception area.

“And how do you think I would know the answer to that?”

Jay shrugged. Kala had to fight to keep from laughing.

“Did you rehearse a speech or anything, or are you going in cold turkey?” Jay asked in a jittery voice.

Kala fixed a steely gaze on Jay and grinned. “Here’s the deal. I’ll say, ‘Pay my client what I asked, or we’re outta here, and I’ll hold a press conference within an hour of my leaving. ’ Do you think that will work?”

“Well, gee whiz, I don’t see why not. You’re the eight-hundred-pound gorilla in the room. Hell, they might even give you a check before you walk out of here. You do know you’re all wrinkled, right?”

“Linen is supposed to wrinkle. Don’t you know anything about women’s fashions?”

“No,” Jay snapped as he whipped to his feet the moment the door off the reception area opened. He turned to look at Kala, and as always in tense moments, he thought her one of the most beautiful women he’d ever had the pleasure of meeting. She was still as beautiful as she had been the day she’d hired him light-years ago. At that moment, she not only looked beautiful, she looked intimidating as hell.

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