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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