Lightning Strikes (The Almeida Brothers Trilogy #3) by Trevion Burns Page B

question is…” She tapped her chin.  “Why?  And what is it about Jones Day Law Firm that’s got you so incredibly riled up?”
    “You know, life is so much easier, Nina.”  He lifted his eyes to hers.  “When you mind your own damn business.  You should try it sometime.”
    “Whether or not either of us likes it, we’re in each other’s lives.  We have shared something together that we will never share with another human being for as long as we live.  I know that you’re a lawyer, so spirituality of any kind escapes you… but it doesn’t escape me.”
    “Good orange juice,” Jack mumbled holding up his glass as if she didn’t have a half-chugged glass of her own.  “What do you think? Sunny D?”
    “We were meant to meet, you and I.  We were meant to be in each other’s lives.  The universe is working overtime to keep us all tangled up in one another.”  She laughed.  “So we might as well stop fighting the universe… and just tell each other stuff.  Maybe once we stop fighting it, the universe will get bored of us and release us from this web.”
    “Fine.” Jack slammed down his orange juice, motioning across the table.  “Why are you divorcing your husband? Better yet, which one of you was the first to draw up the papers?  Who got served?  Who got blindsided?”
    The air left Nina’s lungs.  She straightened.  When her eyes filled with tears, she crossed her arms tight and looked away from him.
    “Ah.”  Jack motioned to her with his fork, waiting for her to shoot a teary, hate-filled look at him from the corner of her eye.  He held that hate-filled gaze while throwing her a false smile that, in its falsity, fell in an instant.  “Mind your own damn business.”
    “You’re an asshole.”
    “If that’s what you need to tell yourself to mind your own damn business, so be it.”
    “You must fit right in at Jones Day.”
    “Sounds personal.  Is Jones Day representing your husband?”
    “Mind your own damn business.” She tightened her crossed arms while leaning over the table, wagging her neck as she threw his words right back at him.
    “There it is, doll.”  He smirked.  “You’re a quick study.”
    She pushed her hair out of her eye, averting her angry gaze.
    The moment she did, Jack cursed under his breath.  The smirk on his face vanished.
    Nina snuck a look.  “Don’t try to apologize now.  You’ve been telling me what a jerk you are from day one, and I officially believe you, okay?  So let’s just get to the train and go our separate ways already.”
    “No.” Jack motioned to his eye with two fingers, the frown on his face deepening.
    Nina mirrored him, bringing her hand to her eye and brushing it with the beds of her fingers.  She winced when pain shot through her, and then pushed her hair back over it.  “Yeah, man…” she whispered.  “You got me pretty good after we fell off that train.  Right in the eye.”
    “Goddamn it.”  Jack bent deep into the table on one arm and reached across with the other, pushing her hair away from her eye again.  Without a word, he pulled his hand away, seeing her curls plop back over her eye.
    He held both of his hands up as if surrendering, his eyes jamming shut as he shook his head.
    “I’m fine,” she laughed when he covered his face with his hands.
    “I kicked you in the face.”
    “We, literally, went careening over the edge of a train.  It’s not like you did it on purpose.”
    Jack fell back against the booth.  “It’s going to be the size of a golf ball by tomorrow.”
    “I’ll consider it a fun souvenir.  Something to remember you by, once we go our separate ways.”
    “I can’t believe I kicked a woman in the face.  You know I would never do that purposely right?”  He motioned across the table, eyes still lowered.  “I would never hurt a woman…”
    “Aries… I have known you for two days, and we’ve already shared a bed.  If I didn’t know you were a good man, that