Page 2 of Attorney Privilege
I actually enjoyed the etiquette classes. My teacher was sweet, and the ballroom dance lessons were the best part. Well, they were until I put together I was learning those dances for my future husband. Then it wasn’t so much fun anymore.
Hurrying to my bedroom, I try to find my ring in a panic. I googled if I could pawn it, but apparently a bride has to give the ring back if they don’t go through with the wedding. Would they toss me in jail? At least that would be free room and board.
“Ems.” I spin around at the sound of my name. Mason is standing in the doorway of my room holding my ring up. “Stop making a mess and take this.”
“Where did I leave it?”
“The garden.”
“Right.” I grab my purse before I take it from him, reluctantly putting it on my finger. “Thanks.” I kiss his cheek before hurrying back downstairs and out the front door to the waiting car. “Thanks, Charlie.” I give our driver a warm greeting as he holds the door open for me. I’ll miss him too.
It’s sad I’m going to miss the staff more than my parents, but they aren’t around as much. I’m used to them being gone, and the staff are the people who have taken care of me and showed me kindness.
I stare out the window as we drive through the gates of my family's estate. Normally, I’m excited when I get to leave, but not today.
This is another life lesson I’m having to learn the hard way. You really do need to be careful what you wish for, because you might actually get it.
Chapter Two
GIDEON
“As soon as you put down your phone, we can finish this meeting,” I say, but Landon keeps on grinning down at his screen.
“Leave him alone, he’s in love,” Spencer tells me.
“That’s not my fault.” I sigh loudly, but still Landon doesn’t look up.
“Just wait, one day you’ll be?—”
“Don’t put that evil on me,” I interrupt Spencer before he can curse me with whatever is going on with Landon. I check my watch and see I’m short on time, so I give up being nice. “Landon, if you don’t get off the phone, I’m going to tell Piper about the time you took a shit in the swimming pool at camp.”
“It was because I didn’t know how to swim,” he says while still looking at his phone. “She’ll probably feel sorry for me and do something to make me feel better.”
He finally looks up from his phone and grins like he’s won the lottery. Which, according to Landon, he has. He’s convinced Piper is the greatest thing in the world, but he has no idea that he sounds like a complete fool.
“Now that I’ve got your attention, would someone mind explaining to me how the hell I got stuck setting up a prenup with Gamer’s fiancée?”
“He asked for our firm to draw it up as a personal favor, and you were the only one free.” Landon rolls his eyes because none of us can stand him. “I told him we’d help him out on this one thing, but he should use his dad’s lawyer going forward.”
“Why would he want to use us for his prenup?” I ask. “I’ve had to get the financials from their family attorney anyway. It seems like it would have been much easier and cheaper for them to do this in-house.”
“Well, he’s always had more money than sense. But Gamer said it’s because we’re college bros.” Landon uses air quotes around the last two words. “But I have a feeling it’s because he doesn’t want his daddy to know that he’s a cheating asshole.”
“But the fiancée knows?” Spencer asks.
“If she doesn’t, she’s a bigger idiot than his dad,” I say and close my laptop. “It was common knowledge when we were in college, and it doesn’t look like he’s changed since then.”
“The prenup looked spicy,” Spencer says. “Does she know she won't get anything if they divorce? Even if she catches him with his dick inside another woman?”
“Yeah right, like Unsaved Game could ever fuck someone long enough to get caught in the act.”
We were the ones that gave Conner Merritt the nickname Gamer. Not because he was good with women, but because every woman that slept with him joked about how fast he came. I said it was like playing a video game and then it ending unexpectedly. Unsaved Game turned to Gamer, and it stuck. To this day, I don’t think Conner has a clue that’s why everyone calls him that.
“Are you going to tell her?” Landon asks me as I stand up from the table.
“I’m here to get her to sign, nothing more. If she’s agreeing to marry him, then it’s her own fault.”
“Hmm,” Landon says thoughtfully as he glances at his phone.
