Chapter 26
1001words
He stood from me and took off the shirts that he had on leaving him naked as the day he was born. "That's better. Now I can feel your lovely breast press on my chest."
He pulled me closer and pushed his mouth and against mine and kissed me passionately.
I sigh in the kiss giving up. I want him, and it was something my body just wasn't ready to deny.
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I rub my eyes and slowly opening it. I felt my naked body under the shirt making me remember everything that happened the night before.
I sigh and cursed at myself.
I had sex with Seth again after I told him and myself that it was never going to happen again. I went against my own word, all because of that Adonis.
I ran my hands through my hair and sigh. Thank god he left after second time or I don't know how I'd face him. He said he had to an early meeting and was the first hearing in court today.
He turns to me and smile. "I wish I could stay and savour you one more time, but I have an early meeting and I have to be in court all day." He pushed himself to the edge of the bed and stand, showing all his glorious beauty.
I shifted my eyes to his face and not his naked body, "Seth. We can't do this again."
He looked down and me and smile. Walking over to the door he picked up his shirt. I pulled the cover over my body and sat up on the bed. "Seth, I'm serious. We can't do this again."
He walked over to the door and turn to look at me with a smile on his face. "Goodnight, Kari. I'll see you soon." Then he shut the door behind him.
I sigh in frustration then cover my face with the sheet. How could he be so calm? Why is he even smiling? I just told him ever again, he should have been angry like he was the first time.
I heard him walked around the apartment until the door front door opened and close.
I rolled to the side of my bed and looked at my alarm clock which hadn't gone off yet. I can't believe I woke up early instead of later. After my body was worked up last night I thought I wouldn't be able to wake up this morning but now I'm up early and I didn't even feel lazy enough to stay in bed.
I sat up from my bed and reached over to my iPad that laying on the nightstand.
It was time to do some digging on Seth Parker. Where had he spent the last eight years and who the hell did he afford a Porsche. The first thing I did was to type his name on to google which gave me a list of websites. The first website I check was on Facebook, but I found nothing. Then I check LinkedIn but there was still no data on this specific Seth Parker. I even tried Twitter and Instagram.
Either he hated Social Media, or he had something hiding but one way or another, I will find out what he's hiding if he is hiding anything.
I needed to know everything about the man I just spent hours in bed with.
I needed to know everything about Seth Parker.
I bang my head on my desk three times. I had so much case files to go through it's exhausting. I didn't even know where to begin. My telephone rang, so I lifted my head and I took it up, "Yes, Claire."
"Ms. Webb is here. She says it's very important." I sighed, Carla Webb was something else, she always had someone that she needed to sue or someone that she needed to divorce.
"Send her in." I place back the phone on it's stand and sat up straight. No matter tired I am, I tried to look as professional as possible.
The door pushed opened, the woman in her early fifties became visible. I noticed the change of color of her hair. The last time she was here, she had a few strains of grey in her brown hair but now her hair was black, and the signs of old-age was no longer visible.
I push my chair back and stand walking to the side of my desk. She walked in my arms and hugged me, "How is my favorite lawyer?"
I was her only lawyer. No matter who much money the woman had no one wanted to take the struggle that came with her. I was a young lawyer when I took her in my wings and she stayed there, still haven't matured yet.
I smile when she releases me from the hug, "I'm okay. How is my favorite client?" I didn't have a favorite client. I just said that to make her feel good.
"Well apart from the fact that one of my workers are trying to sue me, I'm perfect." Carla was Australian born and had move to American when she was twelve but even in her fifties she still carried a little of the accent.
"So, the table has turned." I state.
"Apparently so." She said without a care.
I shake my head and went back to my seat, "What is he/she suing you for?"
"Stress in the worked place." She replied, "Can you believe it? The bitch said I worked her so hard she lost her baby and now she wants to sue me."
