Page 140 of Tied to You
“The cost remains the same,” Travis interjects.
Terence swings his head. “Oh, the giant finally speaks instead of growling in the corner.”
The look that smears across Dean’s face is murderous. “Be grateful he’s just growling. It’s his bite you ought to worry about.”
Terence’s top lip twitches. “And what about her?” He doesn’t look, but his finger flicks to me.
“She’s here to make sure you agree to our terms,” Dean replies.
The condescending look I’m given by Terence is one I’m all too familiar with. Because I have a vagina, he thinks he’s going to get what he wants. Unfortunately for him, I did my research when Travis gave me his information.
Top lawyer or not, Terence Green is in a lot of debt. Unlike Tim who liked to commit adultery with women who lie about their age, Terence is relatively squeaky clean. I’ll give him that. Finding dirt on him wasn’t easy. Nor was it something I enjoyed.
“And just how do you thinksheis going to help?”
“She has her ways,” Dean says, making Travis scowl.
Terence looks at me, his eyebrows hitting his hairline.
“I’m not a whore, Terence. I’m one of you.” Almost.
He looks confused. Disappointed, perhaps.
Leaning across the table, I reach out a hand. “Four-year integrated masters,” I say, stunning him.
He takes a breath. “You passed your SQE?”
I smile, not retracting my hand which he still hasn’t taken. “And the SQE2,” I say a little cockily.
He raises a brow. He shouldn’t be shocked. The Solicitors Qualifying Examination was easy. Standing from his chair, he takes my hand and shakes it now that I’m worthy. “That will be all, gentlemen. I can conclude business with…” He waits for my name.
“Mollie Harrington.”
Travis growls but fortunately, Terence misses it. “As in,Harrington Law, Harrington?” He’s excited now. He shouldn’t be.
“The very one.” I fake smile then look at Travis as Terence rounds his desk toward me. It’s all I need. He knows how much I hate being associated with the old me, but the subtle nod of his head tells me it’s okay. I’ve got this. He’s here.
Terence moves in front of me, simply looking at me. There’s silence, but I see Travis take a step closer behind him. I try my hardest not to look at the beast in his eyes that’s desperate to put some distance between me and Terence.
Terence gives a confused look over his shoulder when he realises Dean and Travis are still here. “We’re good, gentleman.”
Travis’ chest pushes out. “So are we.” He says it low and direct, the soft vibration of his words making the hairs on the back of my neck stand tall. They wouldn’t leave me alone in this room. Not a chance.
Terence looks back at me then shakes his head mildly. “Very well.”
“Please, sit back down.” I gesture towards the chair he vacated, making him retract.
“What is this?”
“This is business,” I tell him confidently.
Stroking his tie, he laughs, nervously sucking in air. “You’re going to bribe me?”
Good. He’s realising. “No, Terence. I’m going to warn you.”
“Warn me?” he mimics, shoving both hands to his pockets. He’s nervous, knows he has secrets to hide.
“Would you prefer to sit?” I ask confidently.
