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Gabe makes a tsking sound. "It's upsetting you, I can tell."

Instead of answering, I tell him I've got to get to work and hang up. I'm not going to admit that hearing Dani is on a date is making my lungs constrict.

He doesn't need to know the truth.

I'm A Mom

Dani

It’s almost ten at night on a Friday and I’m still filtering through the emails from today, figuring out which ones he needs now, and which ones can wait.

The desk phone rings, and I debate on whether to answer it. By the fifth ring, I cave. "What you want?"

"Office." Luke says.

I groan, dropping my head back before dragging my tired ass into his office. I just want to finish and go home. I half ass knock as I walk in.

"Close the door."

I blink at him. "Why? It’s just us in here."

"Cleaning staff will be here shortly," he says.

"So?"

"They don’t need to hear this."

I do as he asks. When I turn back around, I get a really good look at him. His hair’s all disheveled, his suit jacket is off, sleeves rolled up displaying powerful forearms. Tie loosened, and the top two buttons undone, showing some blond chest hair. Not a lot, but enough.

I squint at him. Is that…is that a tattoo peeking out from under his sleeve? No, not stick-up-my-ass Luke Archer. I wave a hand at him. "What’s all this you’ve got going on?" I question.

He runs a hand through his hair.

Sweet chubby cheeked baby Jesus!

He looks up at me and I take a step back. Stress is written in the lines of his face, in the hard set of his jaw and the thinning of his lips.

Still hot though.

"I need your opinion on something," Luke states.

My hand flies to my chest and I gasp. "You need my help?" I start fanning my face and batting my lashes. "Why, Mr. Archer. I am nothing if not flattered."

He grunts. "Daniella, I’m in no mood for your smart mouth."

I drop my hand and walk around the desk. "What do you need?"

I lean over his shoulder and can’t help but smell him. God, he smells delicious. I take a deep breath, not ashamed one bit.

"Joni's case. She had emailed all of Doug's text messages between him and the multiple women he had been sleeping with throughout their marriage. According to Doug's lawyer, he's saying that Joni stole Doug's phone and hacked it, changing those messages. Joni says that his phone is still hooked up to her tablet and that's how she found all the messages. I need to know if that's possible to hack a phone and change text messages." Luke mutters.

I read over the messages. "It’s quite possible that she could’ve hacked his phone, but I’m not the greatest with this kind of thing. You’d have to speak with the women that received the messages to verify whether or not they were in fact sleeping with him."

He drags his hand through his hair again and a whimper escaped from me.

What is wrong with me?

"I’ll get started on that now," Luke says.

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