Page 40 of Cocky Counsel

“Well, I know that the silence means that you know that I’m right, so I’m gonna let you go so I can throw Jackson in a bath before bed,” she said with a hint of sarcasm. “I’ll call the lawyer in the morning and let you know how it goes, but I doubt I’ll get to meet with him this week since tomorrow is already Thursday.”

“Sounds good, keep me posted.”

“I will,” she assured me. “Oh, and Gabi wanted to see about getting together for a few drinks Friday night, are you free?”

“I’ll have to check my schedule and get back to you,” I joked. She knew I didn’t have a life on Friday nights.

“I’m sure you can catch up on your tv shows on Saturday,” she teased.

“Hey, I could have plans on Saturday too. You never know.”

“Well, as long as they end by four so you can have an early supper…”

I could hear her laughing on the other end as she pulled the phone away to try to hide it.

“You’re such a little shit. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, go give my stinky nephew a bath.”

“Ugh,” she groaned. “He is stinky.”

“I was kidding.”

“I’m not,” she laughed. “Talk to you tomorrow.”

I rolled my eyes and laughed as I hung up the phone. I folded the rest of the laundry and put it away. It was still early, and I was tired of eating take out so I grabbed my keys to run out to buy some groceries. And by groceries, I meant frozen pizza.

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