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The Summer I Saved You (The Summer #2)(43)

Author:Elizabeth O'Roark

Harrison nods. “Fessman is scared to piss off your former uncle-in-law, so he pawned you off on Sharon Davies, who’s worthless. I’m not saying that because I want the work—I’m not planning to charge you—but simply because it’s the truth. However, it's probably going to be ugly, so I need to know you’ve got the stomach for it.”

I look from him to Caleb. “I really appreciate it, but I can’t accept that. It’s too much, and I suspect it’s going to drag out.”

“Look, you need to stop trying to do this on your own,” Harrison says. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll force him to pay legal fees, and every time he does something frivolous to drag it out, I'll sue him for more legal fees. By the second or third time it happens, we'll get some traction, I promise you. At least let me get your car back.”

I meet his eye. “Can you?”

He gives me the widest, cockiest smile ever, yet it’s still sweet somehow. “Of course I can. I’m the best lawyer in this city. And I always get my way.”

While Caleb crosses the bar to greet a friend, Harrison details our next steps…which include having my car back by morning and the petition for divorce ready for my signature the following afternoon.

“Thank you so much,” I tell him. “Between this and Caleb saving me this morning, I’m just speechless.”

Harrison’s gaze on me sharpens. “How did Caleb save you?”

“Oh, he, uh—” I glance to the side. Is it supposed to be a secret? For all I know, Harrison’s wife is Kate’s best friend. “He, uh, drove my twins to school and had someone deal with all the meeting details.”

His eyes lighten. “That’s good. It’s nice to see him reentering the world again.”

“I’m glad you persuaded him to file for divorce.”

A smile plays at the corner of his mouth as he looks over at Caleb, who’s heading back to the table. “I’m not the one who persuaded him, Lucie,” he says.

I replay those words, looking for some other way to interpret his meaning.

There is none.

Harrison thinks Caleb did it…because of me.

23

CALEB

“So that’s her, huh?” Beck asks, looking across the room to where Lucie and Harrison are deep in conversation.

“Don’t start,” I reply. “We’re friends.”

Beck grins. “Really? If you’re only friends, then why are the rest of us forbidden from talking to her?”

“I never forbid anyone from talking to her.”

He raises a brow. “Sweet,” he says, sliding under the bar. “I must have misunderstood. I’m gonna go introduce myself.”

I step in front of him, and he laughs, swinging a rag over his shoulder.

“I wasn’t going over there. I just thought I’d prove conclusively that she’s not merely your friend.”

I give him the finger and head back to where Lucie and Harrison are finishing up. The three of us walk out of the bar together and Harrison shakes Lucie’s hand. “Congratulations,” he says, “you’re about to be a free woman.”

“I can’t thank you enough,” she tells him, while I blink at them like I’ve taken a bullet to the chest.

Of course she’s about to be free…That’s why we met with him.

But I didn’t think it would be so soon. I’ve gotten used to having her and the kids next door, to seeing them out on the beach. I’ve been cutting out of work early in the hopes of finding them there, and while I knew it would end one day, I suppose I thought that day would be off in the future, some distant point after I was gone.

She’s quiet on the way back to work. Is she planning how she’ll move forward once Jeremy’s in the rearview mirror?

“So I guess you’re about to be single again,” I finally say.

She shrugs. “I guess. I’m not sure a divorcee with young kids is a hot commodity these days.”

My teeth grind. Lucie could be raising an entire busload of orphans and she’d still have a line down the street of men who want to be near her. Wyatt, Hunter, that asshole who grabbed her this morning…If I already know of three men who’d cut off a limb to take her out, how many more must there be? “I’m sure you’ll do fine.” The words are bitten off, angry. I sound jealous when I meant to sound ambivalent. “You should be getting out there,” I add, just in case she heard the jealousy too.

My eyes are on the road, but I feel the way she stiffens beside me.

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