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you told me you left her all those years ago, and I’ve seen every day for the last five years how it eats away at you. I see the days you spend working well into the night just to avoid thinking about her. If it wasn’t for Laura—”
    “Don’t bring her into this,” I warned.
    Jeremy dismissively waved his hand and continued with his statement. “If it wasn’t for Laura, you’d never leave this damn office, working yourself into an early grave. All so you can avoid feeling lost because the one person you know is your soulmate isn’t with you.”
    I stood there shocked. Jeremy consistently teased me throughout my friendship with Coral about me wanting more. I always dismissed his allegations, not wanting to reveal the feelings I’d had since the first time I laid eyes on her. When I had to leave her, he was the one person I told why, and he supported my plan to get rid of the problem. Now, he was telling me to throw out the original plan and go after Coral.
    I scoffed. “Are you crazy? You know exactly why I left her and why I don’t want her involved in this. So fucking what, I spend a few nights a week in my damn office. You aren’t complaining about all the work I put in when your ass is out partying with the high rollers.”
    I knew that was a low blow. Jeremy had a party boy reputation, but he’d been trying to let go of that image so that people could see him as a serious and competent business professional. Right then, I didn’t care about hurting his feelings. I was pissed at him for going behind my back.
    “Fuck you, Liam.”
    “No, fuck you ! You knew I wouldn’t want this. I don’t give a shit what you do, but you better call Jones & Associates and tell them we don’t need their services!”
    “I can’t do that.”
    “Why the fuck not?”
    “Because,” he paused looking at his Patek Philippe watch. “She should be here any minute.”
    His smirk told me he was enjoying seeing me seethe.
    “So you waited until the last minute to tell me because you knew there was nothing I could do about it. I’m going to kick your ass.”
    The chuckle he let out pissed me off even more.
    “You think I’m kidding?  Call them and tell them we are no longer in need of their services.”
    “I’m not doing that.”
    “Yes, the fuck you are. I don’t want her here!” I slammed my hand on my desk. The thought of Coral getting mixed up my company’s mess had all my protective instincts coming out. I was seeing red.
    Suddenly, a feminine voice with a hint of edge in it sounded from my office doorway. “Calm down, Liam. It’s not like I was jumping up and down to take this case myself.”
    I had long memorized every intonation of that voice. I spent many nights dreaming about, and hell, jerking off to, memories of that voice. Especially when it moaned when I was deep in—
    “Well, Ms. Coleman, how nice of you to finally join us,” Jeremy greeted Coral, interrupting my thoughts.
    I finally glanced toward my office doorway and took her in. There she stood at five-feet eight inches, had smooth brown skin that reminded me of my favorite Godiva chocolates, and piercing hazel eyes that saw everything. She was dressed in a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, a black t-shirt, a white blazer that was rolled up at the sleeves, and black pumps. It was a simple ensemble, but she filled it out to perfection. I took in her hair, marveling at how different it looked from the way she wore it years ago. But this short look worked for her. The auburn colored coily curls on top gave her a bit of edge that I knew fit her personality, while the cut itself allowed for her naturally high cheekbones and eye color to stand out. She was beautiful.
    She leveled one of her no-nonsense looks at me. “If you’re done gawking, we can get started on this case.”
    “I wasn’t gawking,” I lied, lamely.
    Her full lips turned down into a frown indicating she knew I was lying.
    “Here, darlin,’ why don’t you come in and we can