Page 96 of Mr. Flirt

It took everything I had not to wind myself up into a blithering idiot by the time I pulled up in front of her building.

I texted that I was out front, and within seconds, she wheeled out an expensive piece of luggage and made her way toward my car while trying not to laugh at the vehicle I’d pulled up in. I’d chosen this car just to make her smile.

Lucy looked even more beautiful than I remembered, and my car trick worked. It was like every day was a freaking surprise with her, and I loved it. The softness of her smile and the way her green eyes sparkled as they met mine made me ache for her. It didn’t hurt that her pink blouse tugged slightly at her breasts when she took off her jacket. I hopped out and put her bag into the car as the passenger door magically rose.

“You don’t have a bag?” she asked, glancing into the car.

“Don’t need one.”

“Really? I thought we were going somewhere.” She stood in front of the passenger door that I’d opened.

“We are, and I’ll give you details on the way there.”

She eyed me and then looked at the car and laughed. “Fine, but I don’t usually get into cars with strange men without knowing the destination.”

I clutched my heart as she climbed into the car.

“Sexy. Addicting. Provocative...” I smiled. “I’ve heard them all. But not strange.”

She laughed as the overhead door closed before I walked around and climbed into the driver’s seat.

After all, it wasn’t every day that I drove my DeLorean. It was a goofy car for goofy occasions.

Lucy turned in her seat. “Why does this car look like it belongs inBack to the Future?”

“Because it does. You’re riding in a DeLorean. I just try to find things to make me happy. Life is too short as it is.” I glanced at her, wondering what she thought. “Plus, I hoped it would make you smile.”

Her eyes widened in surprise. “These things are real? Does it come with a flux capacitor too?”

“Ah, so you know eighties movies well?”

She smiled and nodded. “I had a whole list I’d watch with Mae on the weekends back when DVDs were a thing.” She glanced around as I pulled into traffic. “And we even had some VHS tapes floating around.”

“No way,” I deadpanned.

She rested her head on the seat and looked out the window.

“I can’t even tell you how long it’s been since I took an early afternoon from work.”

“Don’t you have PTO?”

She laughed as if I’d said something ridiculous before realizing I was serious.

“It’s frowned upon. They even have a plan where you can donate your PTO to a charity of your choice in pay.”

I shook my head. “Wow. I always make sure my employees take advantage of their time off. I guess it’s different when every minute is billable.”

She nodded. “Every second is something they are considering. The software is out there.”

“Doesn’t it exhaust you, Lucy?”

I pulled onto the freeway heading east toward the mountains.

“It does, but I paid a lot of money to make a lot of money. I can’t let the system beat me down, especially before I make partner.”

I let out a deep breath, nodding. “You are an incredible gift to the world.”

She chuckled. “I don’t think most people in the world would view a divorce attorney as a gift.”

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