Total pages in book: 179
Estimated words: 173733 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 869(@200wpm)___ 695(@250wpm)___ 579(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 173733 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 869(@200wpm)___ 695(@250wpm)___ 579(@300wpm)
“I will. I’m going to make her sit in the conference room to stew which means it will be a while.”
A voice sounds in the background. “Reid. She just threw something at the receptionist.”
“Fuck,” he murmurs. “I need to go.”
“She threw something at the receptionist?”
“I need to go, Cat.” He hangs up.
“Royce, Debbie is—”
“One of my men is there,” he says. “He’ll handle it and update me.”
Everyone is handling my problem but me. “I want to go to Reid’s office. I need to go to his office now.”
“You need to let Reid handle this,” Royce says, eyeing me in the rearview mirror. “You need to be in court where your husband knows you’re safe.”
“I know,” I say. “But there’s a crazy woman raising hell in my brother’s office because of me.”
“Trust your brother to handle this.”
Trust my brother. He doesn’t know what a loaded statement that is but he’s right again. I have to trust Reid, the way Reid has never trusted me. The way I trust Reese and Reese trusts me. I’m back to Royce being right. I need to be with my husband and since the SUV is currently pulling up to the side door of the courthouse that’s exactly what I’m going to do. Be with my husband.
I grab my bags and I’m about to exit when Lauren catches my arm. “Prescription?”
“Yes. Thanks.” I pull it from my purse and hand it to her. “I really appreciate this and everything.”
“Of course. I’ll bring it to you so you can at least take it at the lunch break.”
I nod and my phone rings with Gabe’s number. “Savage told me you’re about to be here. I’m waiting outside the courtroom for you. We have five minutes until they reconvene.”
“I’ll be right there.” I disconnect, truly living in an alternative universe when both of my brothers are a part of my day and both are trying to protect me. I really don’t know what to do with that information but I’m not rejecting the help. I have a husband and a child to protect.
Savage, looking as big and barbaric as ever, meets me at the door. “Before we go into the courtroom, I need you to come with me.”
“Where?” I ask, falling into step with him.
“Woman,” he says. “You always have to ask questions.”
“Where are we going, Savage?”
It’s in that moment that someone grabs me and pulls me into a hallway.
Chapter sixty-four
Cat
Iyelp with the tug on my arm that pulls me into a deserted hallway, only to be whirled around, and pressed to a wall with Reese’s big body molded to mine. “Reese,” I breathe out. “Why aren’t you—”
He kisses me, a deep, drugging, make-me-moan-right-here-in-the-courthouse kiss that has me pushing on his shoulders and panting out, “What’s wrong?”
“Tell me again what the doctor said,” he orders softly.
He must suspect I’m pregnant. Does he? “You need to be focused on court. Why aren’t you with your client?”
“Cat.”
“I told you. She gave me medicine. I’m fine. Lauren went to get it so I can take a dose at lunch. This isn’t like you. When you’re in court, you’re in court. What is going on?”
He presses his hands on the wall on either side of me and he looks skyward, torment radiating off of him as he fixes me in a turbulent stare. “I asked the judge for an extra fifteen minutes.”
“Why? I know it wasn’t to ask about my doctor’s appointment.”
“There was an envelope delivered to me a few minutes ago. The envelope was marked ‘important, read before you go into court.’”
“It was from Debbie,” I assume.
“I will assume that to be accurate. It was pictures of you Cat, taken over the course of weeks.”
“She’s been watching me,” I say flatly.
“That’s another safe assumption. Cat, there’s more.”
“More? What more could there be?”
“The note in the envelope said, ‘I’m going to tell her everything.’”
I have just a moment that those words punch me in the chest, but it’s a moment and it’s gone. “We’re good,” I say. “That means nothing to me.”
“I could have hidden it from you, Cat.”
“But you didn’t. You wouldn’t. She’s at Reid’s office now. I was going to wait and tell you until tonight but she showed up at my doctor’s office. Royce’s team cornered her, and that’s how she ended up with Reid.”
“At your doctor’s office.”
“Yes,” I breathe out.
“At seven in the morning.”
“Yes,” I say, and only now do I realize how crazy that really is. “How could she know where I would be when Royce was watching her? She couldn’t have been at her apartment, but rather ours.”
“Exactly,” he says. “Fuck. I need to call Reid.” He pushes off the wall and grabs his phone, dialing my brother on auto-dial, since they talk often for work reasons. The two firms partner on crossover cases and have for years. It’s how I know Reid isn’t as much of a bastard that I used to think he was, but he can be when he so chooses, and I want him to so choose now.