Chapter 13 – Rhiannon #3
“Going to take a lot more than that to dry up my luck. I’m fucking good at my job.”
I glare. He smirks. And I’m annoyed and turned on all over again.
“Why do you find it so unbelievable that Madison and I never dated?”
“Because I saw the ‘look.’”
“Sounds like you were staring at me a whole lot when you should have been focused on your case.”
I roll my eyes. “Why did you agree to be her lawyer if you’re not together?”
“I can’t do a friend a favor?”
“You didn’t seem very friendly to her.”
“You’re right.”
“What does she have over you then?”
He scoffs. “I’m not that easily extorted. Plus, she’s not entirely wrong. Each of your videos can directly correlate to one of hers. Though, yes, I’ll admit you didn’t name her or Matt directly nor did you flat out defame them, I took the case as a favor. I knew I was going to lose it.”
I roll my eyes. “You didn’t know that you were going to lose. Leo is just an excellent lawyer who bested you. And you were doing a favor for whom?”
He clenches his jaw. “If you must know, my sister is friends with Madison.”
Ah, there you go.
On one hand, I’m relieved that Cain isn’t dating Madison. And on the other hand, I’m wondering why it mattered to me in the first place.
“Is your sister the one who sent me the lovely cease and decease email?”
“No. That was me. And I enjoyed every minute writing it. Rosie’s much nicer than me.”
I narrow my eyes tightly, trying to show him just how much he annoys me.
“I liked you better when I didn’t know anything about you,” I say.
“I liked you better when your mouth was full of my cock.”
My eyes widen in shock before I scan the courthouse to see who might have overheard that. Thankfully, everyone is rushing to their next appearance, not paying the two angry people yelling at each other in the middle of the hallway any mind.
I guess this is a normal encounter here. Two people arguing in public and talking about past sexual encounters. We probably look more like a divorced couple than two pretty-much strangers who’ve seen each other naked twice.
“I liked you better when you said I was the best fuck of your life.”
He folds his big arms across his chest. “If you want me to take that back, I won’t. You were the best fuck of my life.”
“Do you always talk this much after losing? Your mouth has been open for the past ten minutes.”
“Funny, I don’t remember you minding how much my mouth was open when you were begging me to keep going while my tongue was buried inside your cunt.”
I stick my chest out. “I’m not ashamed to ask for what I want.”
He nods. “And I fucking love that about you.”
I lower my voice a few octaves before I hiss. “Isn’t your sister going to be pissed to find out that you fucked me while you were sleeping with her best friend? You slept with both sides of the case. Double jeopardy!”
His lips twitch, fighting back a smirk. “That’s not what double jeopardy means. And as I mentioned before, I’ve never slept with or dated Madison.”
“I’ve been a sex therapist and have worked with hundreds of couples for years. I can smell a couple who’s slept together from miles away.”
“You know, you have the voice for it,” he states, tapping his finger against his chin thoughtfully.
I reel back. “What kind of voice do you need to be a therapist?”
“You’ve got that phone sex operator voice.”
“I’m not a phone sex operator!” I snap, louder than I mean to as a few people in the courthouse momentarily pause to observe us curiously. Cain just smiles.
I lower my voice a few octaves. “I’m a psychotherapist. A licensed marriage and family therapist. I went to school for this. The least you could do is respect my education.”
He laughs and it pisses me off even more. “Hey, next time we run into each other, bring my lucky boxers with you, okay?”
“There won’t be a next time,” I hiss out.
His grin deepens. “You can’t tell that the universe is forcing us together?”
“The universe doesn’t know what it’s doing.”
“Ah, come on, this arguing in court today feels a lot like foreplay. I told you; I like this side of you. Spicy.”
“Well, I don’t like this side of you.”
“I’d rather you be underneath me right now.”
“Well, I would have rather not been sued today!”
He grins, completely unbothered. “I have no regrets except not fucking your ass when I had the chance.”
My mouth drops open, heat covering my cheeks thinking about our night together and the almost anal sex we had. Cain had suggested it; I’d been onboard, until we realized we didn’t have enough lube.
“You’re a pig for bringing that up right now.”
He steps forward until his body’s practically pressed to mine. I crane my neck upward, glaring at him.
His stupid sharp jaw. His soft green eyes. And those glasses I want to yank off and crush under my heels.
“My name sounds so pretty coming from your lips. I like that we’re not strangers anymore.” Then he takes his pointer finger and presses upwards on his perfectly angled, stupidly straight nose and smashes it ridiculously. “Oink, oink.”
I’m not sure if I should laugh or cry, but I don’t get a chance to respond because he’s gone quicker than I can decide, heading back out of the courthouse and through the front door.
“I’ll be seeing you soon, Rhiannon!” he tosses over his shoulder.
“No, you won’t!” I shout back just as the glass doors glide shut.