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He slowly removed his glasses and raised his eyes to meet hers. He was just about to say something funny and charming to win her over, but once hazel eyes locked with blue, both people froze as they stared at each other wondering how time had changed so much, yet also so little.
Liesel stood there in front of him, her blonde hair no longer at her waist, but instead just a little bit past her shoulders. It fell in loose ringlets that brought out the color of her eyes, eyes that Keith once spent months trying to describe accurately.
She had gotten taller since he last saw her, but she had also filled out a lot more as a woman, and Keith understood why Dan told him not to flirt. She was exactly the type he’d flirt with.
However, they had a history together, and a rather complicated one at that.
He wasn’t sure it would be smart to revisit that particular lane.
Dan unbuttoned the top button on his blouse as he gazed back and forth between them wondering what was going on. He finally cleared his throat. “Liesel, this is my client..”
“Hello, Keith,” she interrupted softly her voice still carrying a trace of that accent that had once driven him insane.
“Hello, Liesel.” They stood there facing each other, neither of them saying anything, a year of memories playing out between them in that empty room.
“I take it you two know each other?”
Keith turned to face him, a wry smile on his face. “You could say that. Dan, this is my ex-wife, Liesel.”
Chapter 3
All the color drained from Dan’s face as he plopped down onto the chair and stared between them, his features reflecting his dismay. He opened his mouth and closed it several times, undoubtedly not knowing what to say to this new development.
He began to loosen the tie around his throat as he sighed audibly. He began to massage his temples, and Keith watched in amusement wondering if he should say anything, or if his manager was going to kill him either way for failing to bring this up.
Dan took a deep breath before he glowered at Keith who did his best to keep his grin in check. It’s not that he wanted to make his manager’s life harder, it’s just that it was really funny from an outsider’s perspective.
“Would you care to explain?” Dan said through gritted teeth.
“What’s there to explain?” Keith plopped onto the seat in front of Dan and opted for nonchalance, as this was clearly the only way to get Dan to calm down. “Liesel and I used to be married once a long time ago, now we’re not anymore.”
He noticed the way Liesel’s eyes flickered over to his, no doubt wondering at his nonchalance, but he wasn’t the same person he was when he was around her. He had changed.
He was sure she had too.
“And you failed to mention this when you hired me because..?”
Keith shrugged. “It never came up.”
Dan slammed his hand on the table causing a nearby vase to rattle. He mumbled an apology under his breath as he gave Liesel a tight smile. “Damn it Keith. This is exactly the kind of thing you should tell me about up front, so I can have the chance to fix it.”
“Well, you have a chance to fix it now,” Keith pointed out as he popped a piece of mint in his mouth.
Dan shot him an incredulous look before he took a deep breath and pinched his nose between this thumb and forefinger. “Okay, okay, I can handle this.”
He turned around to face Liesel who until that moment sat quietly observing them, her hands crossed her chest, her cool business-like composure betraying nothing, but Keith saw a muscle tick in her jaw, and he knew she was mad at him, but it couldn’t be helped. Besides, he owed her nothing now.
“You can handle this right?” Dan asked nervously.
“Of course,” she responded coolly as she organized some files on her desk. “Besides, as Mr. Roger said we were married before, now we’re not.”
Blue eyes met hazel ones, and Keith nearly flinched at the hurt that was reflected there. He supposed he deserved that after sweeping their marriage under the rug like that, but it was in the past.
Keith straightened in his chair and met her gaze squarely. Liesel didn’t flinch, she barely even blinked before she looked away from him and down at the papers in front of her.
“Right,” she began. “So first thing’s first, we can approach this in one of two ways, the first is to have Mr. Roger come forward with the story, or two we can leak it to the press and make him seem almost embarrassed.”
“Embarrassed?” Dan echoed confusing lacing his tone. “Why would he be embarrassed?”
