Fostering Love (The Soul Sisters Series Book 1)

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and she lost...in public.  If people don’t forget quickly she may exercise her right to have you put in chains and publicly flogged.”
    “Jesus Christ... what have I done?” I ask no one in particular.
    “Nothing you can do about it now apart from see how it plays out.  Of course in order to make that play she’ll need to sign a statement, I imagine she’s still using a pencil and has that cardboard finger they give kids when they’re five, you know the one that you use to put the correct spaces in between the words?  She’ll have modified hers and it’ll now have an evil painted talon.  That probably won’t be as fun as watching her string the words together for a sentence in the first place and then try and spell her own name.  The duty officer could be onto an internet winner if he films it.”  I’m really smiling now because she says all this shit with total seriousness and I know she’ll have my back if I do have to take a trip to the sheriff’s office.  “Anyway let’s hustle girl, I ran out like someone was burning alive and I need to get back, this chat isn’t over though, I want details.”
    I wander over to Chris, kiss him on the cheek and wrap my arms around him as I feel his familiar big arms close me in.  Embracing him I quietly say “Thanks for rescuing me and getting me straight.”  I kiss him again and make my way out of his hug and as I turn back towards the kitchen entrance, there bolt upright in the doorway looking unhappy, is Jonas.  I wait for him to berate me over my supermarket smack down, but I get nothing but a glare.
    “I almost forgot Chris, can I use your access to the lake and waterfall if I get this photo job with Oli?”
    “Sure, whenever,” he says.
    “Thanks again,” my tone is softer this time, there is hidden meaning in the way I say it so he knows I’m thanking him for the rescue too.  Neely and I walk towards the entrance, while she exchanges a normal greeting with Jonas he just grunts in return.  I say nothing to him and he says nothing to me, he just moves out of my way to let me past.  After shutting the front door behind me, I climb into Neely’s Hybrid and we head into town for my meeting with Oli.
    The offices of Hart, Hart & Smythe are like any other respectable Attorneys’, they are clean, smart, sleek and full of shelves rammed with books.  As we progress through the reception I say a quick “Hi” to Sonny’s mom who is at the receptionist desk today.  She has worked here for years during the school day as a secretary but also covers as a receptionist and from what Neely tells me she is seriously capable in the legal field but decided raising Sonny and his sisters was more important.  Even though her qualifications lie in the legal secretarial area she does get involved in research and other trusted duties.  We head to Neely’s desk and when we get there she drops her purse in her drawer and jiggles the mouse to activate the computer screen and as she turns towards me to say bye, Steven Smythe appears.
    “Neely good to see you’ve made it back; I see the beauty factor in here has just doubled.  You should go out and bring girls back more often.”  The way he says “girls” is creepy because Steven Smythe is a bit of a sleaze.  He is like a stereotypical lawyer from a bad movie.  He’s a guy you don’t feel comfortable having to trust, for anything, how he ended up in partnership with the Harts is beyond me.
    “Steven, you remember my friend Dalton, she’s got an appointment with Oli.”
    “Dalton and Lottie in one day, Oli is a lucky guy.” He throws back at her.  I’ve had enough references to threesomes for one day so I cut this short.
    “Neely, thanks for today, catch you later.” I nod at Steven and move to the back of the building.  I also know that in doing this whilst he is still watching me gives him a perfect chance to be creepy and letch at my ass. It’s like I can feel him crawling over my skin. 

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