Michael turns to face me, his bright eyes shining under the fluorescent lights.
“Actually, this is early for me since my court case was settled. It frees up my next three nights.”
“Well, that’s good news. I always love pleasant surprises like that. Would you really have had to work the next three nights on it? I mean, that’s the entire weekend.”
He nods as we exit the elevator and holds the door open for me before we walk outside.
“Yes, I really would have but now I’m free.”
“Honestly, working on a case sounds like more fun than what I’ll be doing tomorrow night.”
He turns a quizzical eye to me. “Why? What could possibly be worse than sitting down all night surrounded by case studies and notes?”
We pause next to my car and I lean up against it. “My stepmother’s birthday party. My dad is throwing this huge event, a gala almost because she’s turning forty. And I’m invited, along with a plus one. But I’m taking Kara like I always do, because I don’t know anyone else. So it’ll be the two of us, sitting around, not talking to anyone because we won’t know the people attending since they’re all friends with my dad. Plus I have to get dressed up in a formal dress, which is not what I’m used to for a Friday night. My Fridays are reserved for my Kindle and sweatpants.”
“It could still be fun.”
I shake my head. “No, it can’t. I don’t know what to talk to lawyers about, or the mayor or his wife, for that matter. I’m dreading it.”
He taps his lip for a second in quiet thought. “You should bring your own hot lawyer with you. That way he can help guide you through the conversations and make things a little less painful.”
I laugh. “Oh, is that what I should do? Do you happen to know of any hot lawyers who are available tomorrow night?”
He grins widely. “As a matter of fact I do. His Friday night just opened up and he has nothing planned yet.”
I laugh and clasp my hands in front of me in a begging form. “Would you, please? You would be saving my life and sanity if you could.”
“If it’s a matter of life or death, how could I refuse?”
We laugh and I feel a weight lift off my shoulders. Michael would have more fun at the party than Kara. It’s more his scene and he will more than likely know the people attending anyway. Plus it could be good for his career. Helping him with that would be the least I could do.
“Thank you, Michael. I really appreciate it.”
“Think nothing of it. What time should I pick you up?”
“The party starts at seven, so around six-thirty?”
Michael nods and shoves a hand into his pocket to dig out his phone.
“Six-thirty it is then. I suppose I better get your address so I know where to pick you up.”
He hands me his phone and I enter all my contact information into it while he does the same to mine. We hand back the phones and say our goodbyes with a smile.
“It’s formal so I hope you have a tux handy,” I say as he starts to walk away.
“It just so happens that I keep one around for such emergencies.” Michael gives me a wink and walks down the aisle to his car. I slide into my driver’s seat and crank up the radio when my favorite Pitbull song comes on, making my rush hour commute feel like a five-minute drive.
After getting into my lounge clothes, I flop onto the couch, ready to break the news to Kara regarding my changed plans for tomorrow night.
“Hello?” she pants out.
“Please tell me you’re exercising and not doing something else.”
She laughs and I can hear the motor of her treadmill in the background as her feet slap against the track.
“Now who has the dirty mind? You’re a funny, funny girl, you know that? So what’s up?”
“It’s about tomorrow night. I hope you don’t mind, but Michael offered to take me instead. Are you okay with that?”
The background noise stops abruptly on her end, causing me to chew nervously on my lower lip. Kara’s breathing slows
“Actually, this is early for me since my court case was settled. It frees up my next three nights.”
“Well, that’s good news. I always love pleasant surprises like that. Would you really have had to work the next three nights on it? I mean, that’s the entire weekend.”
He nods as we exit the elevator and holds the door open for me before we walk outside.
“Yes, I really would have but now I’m free.”
“Honestly, working on a case sounds like more fun than what I’ll be doing tomorrow night.”
He turns a quizzical eye to me. “Why? What could possibly be worse than sitting down all night surrounded by case studies and notes?”
We pause next to my car and I lean up against it. “My stepmother’s birthday party. My dad is throwing this huge event, a gala almost because she’s turning forty. And I’m invited, along with a plus one. But I’m taking Kara like I always do, because I don’t know anyone else. So it’ll be the two of us, sitting around, not talking to anyone because we won’t know the people attending since they’re all friends with my dad. Plus I have to get dressed up in a formal dress, which is not what I’m used to for a Friday night. My Fridays are reserved for my Kindle and sweatpants.”
“It could still be fun.”
I shake my head. “No, it can’t. I don’t know what to talk to lawyers about, or the mayor or his wife, for that matter. I’m dreading it.”
He taps his lip for a second in quiet thought. “You should bring your own hot lawyer with you. That way he can help guide you through the conversations and make things a little less painful.”
I laugh. “Oh, is that what I should do? Do you happen to know of any hot lawyers who are available tomorrow night?”
He grins widely. “As a matter of fact I do. His Friday night just opened up and he has nothing planned yet.”
I laugh and clasp my hands in front of me in a begging form. “Would you, please? You would be saving my life and sanity if you could.”
“If it’s a matter of life or death, how could I refuse?”
We laugh and I feel a weight lift off my shoulders. Michael would have more fun at the party than Kara. It’s more his scene and he will more than likely know the people attending anyway. Plus it could be good for his career. Helping him with that would be the least I could do.
“Thank you, Michael. I really appreciate it.”
“Think nothing of it. What time should I pick you up?”
“The party starts at seven, so around six-thirty?”
Michael nods and shoves a hand into his pocket to dig out his phone.
“Six-thirty it is then. I suppose I better get your address so I know where to pick you up.”
He hands me his phone and I enter all my contact information into it while he does the same to mine. We hand back the phones and say our goodbyes with a smile.
“It’s formal so I hope you have a tux handy,” I say as he starts to walk away.
“It just so happens that I keep one around for such emergencies.” Michael gives me a wink and walks down the aisle to his car. I slide into my driver’s seat and crank up the radio when my favorite Pitbull song comes on, making my rush hour commute feel like a five-minute drive.
After getting into my lounge clothes, I flop onto the couch, ready to break the news to Kara regarding my changed plans for tomorrow night.
“Hello?” she pants out.
“Please tell me you’re exercising and not doing something else.”
She laughs and I can hear the motor of her treadmill in the background as her feet slap against the track.
“Now who has the dirty mind? You’re a funny, funny girl, you know that? So what’s up?”
“It’s about tomorrow night. I hope you don’t mind, but Michael offered to take me instead. Are you okay with that?”
The background noise stops abruptly on her end, causing me to chew nervously on my lower lip. Kara’s breathing slows
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