Contents (86)
- Contents
- Author’s Note
- Part One
- Chapter One
- Lainey
- Chapter Two
- Lainey
- Chapter Three
- Emmett
- Chapter Four
- Lainey
- Chapter Five
- Emmett
- Chapter Six
- Lainey
- Chapter Seven
- Emmett
- Part Two
- Chapter Eight
- Lainey
- Chapter Nine
- Emmett
- Chapter Ten
- Lainey
- Chapter Eleven
- Lainey
- Chapter Twelve
- Emmett
- Chapter Thirteen
- Emmett
- Chapter Fourteen
- Lainey
- Chapter Fifteen
- Lainey
- Chapter Sixteen
- Emmett
- Chapter Seventeen
- Lainey
- Chapter Eighteen
- Lainey
- Chapter Nineteen
- Emmett
- Chapter Twenty
- Lainey
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Emmett
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Emmett
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Lainey
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Emmett
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Lainey
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Lainey
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Emmett
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Lainey
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Lainey
- Chapter Thirty
- Emmett
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Emmett
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Lainey
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Lainey
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Emmett
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Lainey
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Lainey
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Emmett
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Lainey
- Epilogue
- Lainey
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Thank you!
“What’s in the packet?”
“I’m not sure. It’s password protected with your social security number, so I can’t view it.”
“Are you serious?”
“Um…yes.”
“Don’t you think this is all a little weird?”
“God yes.” She laughs. “I thought I was the only one.”
A laugh sputters out of me, and she lowers her voice before continuing, “Did you really marry Walt this morning at the courthouse? That’s the rumor going around the office, but I didn’t dare believe it.”
“Yes…I did.”
“Holy shit.”
“Are you two friends?” I ask impulsively, hungry for information about Walt.
“Friends? Um, not at all.” She emphasizes the words as if to drive home that fact. “I’ve worked for him for six months and he’s barely said five words to me outside of work stuff.”
“So then he’s an asshole to his employees?”
She mulls my question over for a second. “Asshole isn’t the right word. He’s decent enough, just sort of austere. Or maybe aloof is a better word. You know what I mean—you married the guy.”
I wish I could admit to her the entire truth, but I doubt he’d want one of his assistants knowing intimate details about his life.
I see my train pulling up to the platform, and I know I can’t linger on the phone much longer. I spout off my email address quickly for April, who says she already has it. She was just calling to alert me that the documents are time sensitive.
“Right, okay.”
“Well…that’s all. I guess I should say congratulations?” she quips.
Yeah. Congratulations to me.
I don’t waste a single second back at the hotel. I scan my keycard, fling the door open, and grab my laptop off the bed. Sure enough, there’s an email waiting for me from Rupert Hirsch, Walt’s lawyer.
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