By the time Monday rolled around, Ben had done plenty of thinking about what Will had said. He didn’t necessarily agree with all of it. But his brother had a point. Maybe he should get that chip off his shoulder—at least long enough to hear what Julie had to say to Will.
She arrived at Will’s new office—which was half of the duplex he and Merry had purchased—a little late. Ben watched through the front window as she parked her bright red VW Jetta out front instead of in the driveway, as if she might want to make a quick getaway. In black leggings and boots, with a red sweater hugging her body, she made his mouth water with desire.
He opened the door before she could knock. “You look great,” he told her, hoping to start off on a positive note. “Special occasion?”
“Audition, actually. Mrs
