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"He didn't say anything last night?"
"He didn't really get a chance... A part of me wished I'd let him speak, not shut him out, but I was absolutelyfuriouswith him. I've held on to this emotion for so long, been so blinded by it, that I just slipped into default mode."
Natasha nodded as she spoke, eventually reaching across the table to touch her hand briefly before retracting it; neither of them were particularly touchy-feely. The server appeared with a tray balanced on her palm, two martini glasses perched perfectly on top. Both Vee and Natasha downed the rest of their drinks quickly and swapped them out for new ones.
"Do you think he'll come back?"
Evangeline shrugged. "I don't know. I made it pretty clear that I wasn't interested."
"What if he shows up again? There's nothing to stop him now—he knows where you work."
Vee had to give her that. Maybe next time, she'll let him talk. "What do you think I should do?"
Natasha's brows rose infinitesimally. "You really want my advice?"
"Yes, of course. That's why I called you. You know the whole story. You know how much he shattered my world the first time.”
She pursed her lips, picked up her drink and took a small sip—her gaze focused on Vee's face over the rim of her glass. "If it were me? I'd give him a chance—even if it's only for the explanation he owes you. He left you in ruins last time. I'd want to know why."
Evangeline grunted. She was right, of course. If nothing else, Beau owed her an explanation. She took a sip of her martini. "If he shows up again, I'll hear him out, but only on my terms."
Natasha smirked. "Forever the need for control."
"If you lived your life like I did, you'd want control too."
That dimmed Natasha's smile. "Right."
Evangeline picked up the cocktail napkin and blotted at the water ring on the table. She never could stand to see a surface dirty. "So... Blake, huh?"
She laughed. "There's another firm wooing me. They’ve given me a car and driver to use however I see fit.”
"Is it working?"
Tasha shrugged, a coy little smile tilting the corner of her mouth. "It might."
"Which other firm?"
"Slater, Slater, and Jones."
Evangeline whistled. "Damn, girl. They're a top-five firm."
"I know. And our firm is a lowly number twenty-four. I'd kill to work for a top-five firm—bigger bonuses."
"So why don't you take the offer?"
"Call me sentimental. I first started working for King when I was still a law student. He offered me a job when I finished up and mentored me." She shrugged. "I owe him."
Evangeline smiled faintly. "Loyal to a fault."
"Don't pretend you aren't exactly like that too," her friend shot back. She brushed some perfectly styled hair off her shoulder. "Anyway, I'm enjoying Blake. He's a very good... driver."
"You mean he's nice to look at."
Natasha's smile turned devious. "He's going to be even better to fuck. I'm seeing him tonight."
"He told me it was his first day of work."
Natasha threw her head back and laughed. "It is, but you know I always get what I want."
