Page 46 of Lost Room Lawyer
I sat there with my mouth agape, staring at him. I hadn’t expected that—and even less that I’d feel so caught off guard.
“Have you met someone?” Juri asked in such a serene way that I could almost feel myself trusting him. With just a single stern look, he even managed to silence Luca and prevent any foolish comments. As I crossed my arms and leaned back thoughtfully, a look of great surprise spread across Luca’s face. He knew me well enough to understand my dismissive stance.
I needed a moment to find the right words, but the two of them waited patiently. Damn, Juri had grown up way too early. He was only twenty-three! And I, twenty years older, was playing hide and seek with myself and the rest of the world. Only these two guys knew this other side of me—and Nico.
I rubbed my face and released a heavy sigh that seemed to carry all my frustrations. “It’s complicated.”
“Isn’t it always?”
“He … is my intern.”
I braced myself for laughter, but none came.
“Is he cute?” Luca wanted to know instead.
His question made me pause, and before I could answer, Juri spoke up.
“Is it that long-haired guy with the wheat-blond hair?”
“You’ve seen him?” Luca asked. “When?”
“I picked up Hector when we were meeting for lunch.”
“Ah … And how was he, this intern?”
“Hot. Looked like a model. Is he Dutch or Swedish?”
I laughed, realizing how much this conversation was both necessary and completely wrong. “He’s half Italian, half Swedish. Or no … wait … a quarter Greek?”
“You seem to know him quite well,” Luca noted with surprise.
“And how did it come to this?” Juri asked with interest.
“Oh God …” I sighed and ruffled my hair. “He’s the son of my former mentor.”
“Oops,” Luca said.
Quite aptly.
“And is it serious?”
“That question … No,” I said in a weary tone as I shook my head.
“I remember him. I took a wrong turn and ended up in his office. He seemed a bit out of it.”
“That was his first day at work, and everything was a bit crazy anyway.”
“Yeah, you weren’t exactly all there either,” Juri remarked with a wink.
“We ran into each other at a poker game the Friday before and … well … we were both attracted to each other. God! Why am I even telling you this?”
“Hold on,” Luca interjected. “You didn’t realize you were hooking up with your future intern?”
I rolled my eyes. “We hadn’t met before.”
“Who hires someone without meeting them first?”
“Since he’s the son of my mentor, nothing else mattered. I tried to find him online, but it didn’t lead to anything. And with my website being revamped, he couldn’t find me there either.”
