Page 74 of Finding Redemption

“I give to you The Hammer of Justice,” he states proudly.

“You can’t be serious?”

“I am.” He sits down across from me. “We seem to argue at every point. I’m hoping we can take turns hearing the other out.”

I chuckle. “How does it work?”

“We exchange points and if one gets outta hand, the ‘gavel’ hammer is pounded. We take a breather and get back to it.” His chest swells with pride.

“And what do you suggest we do during our break?”

“I don’t know. Grab a drink, food, kiss?” His eyes twinkle, and I think I might die.

“I’ll have you know I’m not easy.”

“I’m damn well aware of that, Miss Morgan.” His eyes burn into me.

Heat boils up from deep in my belly. “I was wrong.”

He tilts his head, coming close to me. “About?”

“Your charm, Mr. Pennington. It may be the death of me.”

“Death, my love, can be cheated.” His lids fall heavily over his eyes, and my thighs tighten.

“But love cannot.” I’m all breathy, my chest heaving.

“Can we try dinner again?”

I sweep the tip of my tongue over my lips, and his eyes are locked onto the action. “Yeah.” I swallow hard, trying to not kiss this man in front of me. “When?”

“Tonight.” He walks around the desk and bends down to my ear, whispering against it. “I’ll come get you.”

“Okay.” My head spins from the spell he casts on me. “I’ll be waiting.”

“Not for much longer, Reese.” He places a soft kiss on my cheek, and I fucking swoon. “If you’ll excuse me?”

I’m stunned mute a full minute before I can find my words. “Yeah.”

His full strides help him exit faster than he entered. I’m left wanting.

“I’m in trouble,” I mutter.

Apparently, I wasn’t alone.

“Probably because if he can do that to you without touching you, shew, girl, what’s it gonna be like to be in his hands?” Latifa giggles, fanning herself.

“It’s good,” I growl, making Latifa fall into the seat in front of me.

“You better hook me u and tell me everything,” she mutters.

“I don’t kiss and tell.”

“You kissed him?” Maisyn says, joining us.

“Several times.” I can’t help the smile on my face. “And it was to fucking die for.”

Latifa fans herself, and Maisyn’s mouth falls open. “Is he as hot as I thought?”