Almost Over You
“I wish you’d reconsider signing this settlement.”
Liz Templeton turned from her contemplation of the rain-washed city to face Henry. It was a pity her soon-to-be ex-husband’s attorney was her friend. His face showed the strain of being caught in the cleft stick of incompatible loyalties, making him look even more austere than usual.
“You’re supposed to be looking out for your client’s interests, not mine,” she pointed out.
Henry would have snorted, if he’d had the nose for it. “Steven’s interests are well protected. But you’re—”
“—not your client, Henry.”
“If I were, you wouldn’t be walking away with nothing from a five-year marriage!”
“Nothing?” Her brows arched in feigned surprise. “I have my memories.”
“You weren’t always this cynical, Liz.”
She gave a slight s
