Chapter 19
MELANIE
Nathan is fastening his cufflinks when I walk into the kitchen.
I blink at him. “Are you working today? It’s Sunday.” And also the day after our wedding.
He nods. “I got a call from the police station. A new case.”
“So, you’re going to get him out?” I assume it’s a guy, anyway.
He winks at me. “Wouldn’t be a very good lawyer if I didn’t.”
I shift from one foot to the other, feeling incredibly awkward. Snapshots of last night flicker through my head. Me with my arms around his neck, asking him to … My cheeks flush with heat. “What did he do?”
“Something that got him arrested,” he says cryptically, before pulling on his suit jacket.
I rub my throbbing temples, and he shoots me a sympathetic look. “There’s fresh coffee in the pot and Tylenol in the cupboard above it.”
“Thanks. I’m sorry I got so drunk.”
He huffs a laugh. “There’s no need to apologize. My brothers are pretty forceful with the Scotch.”
“Yeah.” The memory alone is enough to make my esophagus burn, and I rub at my ra

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