Chapter Nineteen
"You are early."
She was surprised to see Will knock on her door, she thought there was still some time until the scheduled meeting of their common case.
"Last time you made it quite clear that you don't tolerate any delay when it comes to business meetings," he smiled as he entered the room and closed the door behind him.
"I see, you've learned your lesson," she was happy he was there a bit earlier, sometimes she still missed talking to him during the day.
"Well, actually I just wanted to see you before the official meeting."
She liked hearing these words, still couldn't help herself with the teasing.
"Why?"
"Do I need a reason to want to see you? Is you being my wife not enough of a reason?"
Of course it was enough for her, but provoking him was simply too much fun to pass on.
"You see me every day. One would think it gets boring to see someone each day after 7 years of marriage."
"Are you sick of me already?" he chuckled and she felt like it was time to cut to the chase.
"No, quite the contrary, I'm happy to see you," she smiled back at him, standing up from her seat when her eyes fell on a woman, sitting on the visitor's chair in front of her office. She couldn't have been much older than thirty, very blonde and very underdressed, "Who is that woman?" she asked him, because somehow she had a feeling he would know the answer given that she hadn't been sitting there before he arrived.
"She…she is my second chair for this case."
"Are you kidding me?" she wasn't exactly sure what kind of an answer she had been hoping for, but this definitely wasn't one, "Since when are you working with such women?"
"A few weeks, she is Stanley's niece. Are you getting jealous?"
"Don't I have the right to?" she asked in a calmer manner, she already knew she had overreacted a little, she had to try to be cool with the situation, otherwise she wouldn't be much different from him and his unexplainable jealousy of Christopher, "You haven't even told me that you spend your days with her."
"Because I don't spend my days with her, we are just working together."
When she heard him say the exact same explanation she'd given him a few days ago she waited a bit, before her lips curled up in a smile.
"How does it feel?" she asked and he didn't seem to understand where she was coming from right away.
"What?"
"That you have to explain yourself, like I did, twice already and you dared to go all jealous on me, while we seem to be in the same shoes," it felt good to be even actually, the image of Will working close together with the blonde one would probably pop up in her head in the future, but she had no reason not to trust him, like he had no reason not to trust her.
"I just didn't want you to worry, because there's clearly nothing to worry about."
"Clearly?" she chuckled, "I have eyes."
"But I only have eyes for you. Why would I look at any other women when I have you?"
It was a good feeling to hear these words from him, even though she was sure they weren't completely true, but he was a man after all.
"You came here early to talk yourself out of this, right? You knew how I would react when I see her."
"Yes."
"I appreciate it."
"Good. Because you really have nothing to worry about," he repeated himself and even though she saw how inconvenient he felt, she just couldn't keep something inside.
"I still can't believe that the minute I was out the door you traded me for a younger, blonder version with much shorter skirts," she chuckled, but he still couldn't join her.
"I did no such thing. I wouldn't trade you for anyone in the world. And between you and me, she can be a pain in the ass."
"You poor thing, you don't want me to feel sorry for you, do you?"
"Not really, I just don't want you to bite my head off either."
"Deal," she smiled at him and he finally smiled again, letting go off the tension inside of him, "And now go and entertain your co-chair, while I collect my files."
"Am I not getting one single kiss?" he looked rather disappointed, which was truly adorable.
"With your girlfriend watching? Not a chance," she denied his wish, even though she yearned for a kiss herself as well, but it was impossible under those circumstances. Suddenly it didn't seem like such a good idea anymore, to rent offices with glass walls.
"It would help to crash her hopes," he brought up a reason she hadn't thought of earlier, the possibility of the girl having a crush on her handsome husband.
"Does she have any hopes?" she didn't really want to know if she'd made any move on him, it was enough for her to know he wouldn't in any way encourage her to do so.
"How would I know? I'm an attractive man," it was his turn with the teasing and she liked to see him finally joking around.
"Says who?"
"You and other women."
"What other women?"
He took a short time to think of his reply and she could only hope he would be able to come up with an acceptable answer.
"My sister."
"Nicely saved," she smiled at him and for a moment she considered giving him a kiss, but resisted the urge, "Now go, I'm not putting my marriage on display in front of anyone."
"But I'd really love to kiss you."
"Later," she promised, "Go and don't forget to bring you're A game at the table, because I will definitely not play nice with you in there."
"You can count on that," he turned around and she sat back on her chair, but before he left the office she couldn't resist saying the words.
"Love you."
He turned back to her with a smile and they held each other's gaze for a while before he replied.
"Love you too."
The minute he left the office she dialed a number.
"I need you on this meeting in the conference room in five minutes."
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