The Law of Attraction by Kristi Gold Page A

better. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. And someday soon he’d have her again.
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    Alisha wanted to scream, loudly, when she had to rush out of the shower to catch the ringing phone. After tucking one towel around her dripping body and wrapping one around her wet hair, she clasped the receiver and delivered an irritable, “Alisha Hart.”
    â€œDid you get home okay?”
    She’d hoped the caller would be Daniel, pleading his case again. How stupid was that? “Yes, Joe, obviously I’m home. I realize Julie wasn’t feeling well, but it might have been nice if you’d told me you were leaving. I would have gone with you.”
    â€œI figured Daniel Fortune would take care of you. Did he?”
    â€œI don’t have to answer that.”
    â€œHe took her home,” Joe said, obviously relaying the information to his wife.
    â€œNothing happened, Joe.” Unfortunately. “He brought me here and left immediately. I’d appreciate it if you’d keep that to yourself.”
    â€œNot a problem. But it’s too bad you didn’t get to do him before he took on the case.”
    Oh, but she had. Not that she’d admit that to anyone. “By the way, how is Julie feeling?”
    His chuckle sounded a lot like a growl. “Oh, she’s feeling real good right now. She made a quick recovery as soon as we got into bed.”
    Wonderful. That’s all she needed to hear—Joe and Julie getting it on between the sheets when her sex life was nil. Of course, that could change with one phone call to Daniel Fortune, if she gave in to the little voice that kept telling herto go for it. “Remember, we’ve got the Massey hearing in the morning. I need to make sure everything’s in order.”
    â€œYou’ve done everything you can, Alisha. The rest is up to Judge Slaphappy.”
    â€œSlaphappy?”
    â€œThat’s what they call him at the courthouse. He’s got that whole Texas vernacular down even though he grew up in Jersey. He’s kind of weird.”
    â€œJust as long as he’s fair, I can live with weird.” Maybe Judge Slagle would be able to relate to the somewhat bizarre Les Massey. “Good night, Joe. Give Julie my best.”
    Not five seconds after she hung up the phone rang again. “Alisha Hart,” she answered, followed by a sigh.
    â€œI forgot something.”
    She was about to forget her manners. “Make it quick, Joe. I still have some work to do before I go to bed.”
    â€œJulie has her first doctor’s appointment in the morning, and the hearing’s scheduled at the same time. But I can—”
    â€œGo. I can handle it without you.”
    â€œI’ll be in the office first thing and we can go over the arguments then if you want to, before you and I have to leave.”
    â€œFine.”
    â€œAnd think of it this way. You and the iceman can conference all by yourself afterward, maybe in his office, on the desk…”
    â€œI’m hanging up now, Joe.” And she did.
    Just as Alisha was about to dress for bed, the damn phone rang again. This time she barked out, “What do you want now?”
    â€œYou know what I want.”
    A full-body shiver coursed through Alisha at the mere sound of Daniel’s voice. “A bedtime story before you turn in, Counselor?”
    His laugh was low, masculine and oh so sexy. “I’m not ready for bed yet. In fact, I’m not even home yet.”
    â€œWhere are you?”
    â€œOutside your apartment.”
    Needing confirmation, Alisha walked to her living room window and parted the curtains. There he was, sitting in his car in the same space he’d been occupying when she’d left him. “What are you still doing here?”
    â€œI was just thinking about something.”
    â€œAbout what?” As if she didn’t know. She’d been thinking the same thing, too. Thinking about it in