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with—sports stars, celebrities, politicians. Dear Lord, was that the vice president shaking Dev’s hand?
    The realization hit her a little too late. Some of America’s most popular and controversial talk-radio shows broadcast out of this very building. Possibly using the same microphones and everything she was about to use. It was a little intimidating.
    She settled on the couch and ran a hand over her hair. A snort escaped. She was going to be on the radio; it didn’t matter what she looked like since only a few people would see her.
    And one of those people would be Devin. It wasn’t vanity or wanting to look good for him that sent her digging for lipstick. She was about to go talk to thousands—possibly hundreds of thousands—of people. She needed to feel confident. Even if they couldn’t see her, the confidence of knowing she looked decent would come through in her voice.
    It had nothing to do with Devin.
    Hard on that thought, the door opened. Expecting it to be Kate, she finished with her lipstick and dropped it into her bag before turning.
    Devin stood there, a slightly mocking look on his face. “It’s radio, you know. No one can see you.”
    Do not take the bait. “It’s a pleasure to see you again, as well.” Pleasure might not be exactly the right word, since her stomach felt a little unsteady as he closed the door behind him, but at least her voice sounded normal enough to her ears.
    Devin acknowledged the small slam against his manners with a mocking nod. He didn’t seem happy she was here. Was he regretting inviting her on the show? Holding a grudge for her behavior the other day? He crossed to the fridge and took out two bottles of water. Handing one to her, he confirmed her earlier feeling. “I can’t believe Kate convinced you to do this.”
    â€œKate made some very valid points about controlling the press and putting the proper spin on things.”
    â€œKate would sacrifice kittens on the air if she thought it would improve our ratings.”
    â€œSo your plan is to sacrifice me?” A dread settled in her chest. Had she just walked into an even bigger disaster? Was this going to make things worse?
    He shook his head. “This isn’t my plan. Not by a long shot. I only learned of this bright idea as I was landing at O’Hare today. I’ve had to rearrange several things to accommodate you.”
    â€œAccommodate me? Kate said—” Damn. She should’ve… “Why didn’t you return my call? We could have avoided this.”
    He shrugged. “The publicity was done. And I’ve been a bit busy today.”
    That remark reminded her how busy she wasn’t at the moment, thanks to him and his stupid book. “I can imagine. A radio show, a book tour—it must be exhausting. How do you find the time to practice law?”
    â€œI don’t. Much.”
    â€œWhat?” That seemed impossible. Dev loved the law. Loved the tactics, the arguments, the logic required. Way back when, he’d spend hours explaining the nuances of a case or a statute to her, and his passion for law and justice had been one of the things she’d loved about him. She’d been floored to hear he’d ended up a high-priced and notorious divorce attorney, but to give it up altogether?
    â€œMy name may be on the door of the firm, but it doesn’t mean I’m on every case. That’s what partners and paralegals are for.”
    â€œDo you miss it?” The question was out before she could stop it.
    â€œI don’t have time for that either.” She wanted to respondto that, but Devin rushed ahead. “Sounds like you’ve done pretty well for yourself, Dr. Lowe. You became a psychiatrist after all.”
    â€œClinical psychologist—” no thanks to you “—but you’re close enough.” As was she—just a few more months and she’d be official.
    â€œAnd