Chapter Twenty Two
A week has passed since the break in. Will and I have been spending every night together at either his or my house, and every day together at the law firm.
Right now we’re eating lunch in my office.
“Oh s**t” he mutters, looking at his phone.
“What’s up, babe?” I ask.
“I have dinner with a potential big shot client right after work, so I can’t take you home.”
We took his car to the office together this morning.
I sigh. “It’s fine, I’ll just order an Uber.”
“Baby, you know how much I hate you taking those. It’s not safe. I’ll ask Shane to pick you up.”
I raise my eyebrows. “Doesn’t Shane have a job at a marketing firm?”
Will laughs. “He owns a marketing firm back home. He works over the phone and laptop from here.”
“Why haven’t you sent him home?”
“He’s my
