I've spent twelve years hating Michael Kensington.
He's my best friend's brother, the most notorious lawyer in this city, and as of this week, my opposing counsel on the biggest case of my career, sitting across from me in my own office.
Our clients never showed.
The storm did.
I was rushing to close the windows before the rain destroyed our files when I turned around and found him already looking at me.
My white shirt was soaked through.
He looked away too late.
Then the power went out, and the cold came fast. Two soaked people, no heat, no light. He said if we shared warmth, the cold would get manageable.
I told him no.
Then he took his shirt off, and I changed my mind.
I'm supposed to hate Michael Kensington forever.
Yet here I am wanting him to kiss me so badly — and terrified that he might.
He's my best friend's brother, the most notorious lawyer in this city, and as of this week, my opposing counsel on the biggest case of my career, sitting across from me in my own office.
Our clients never showed.
The storm did.
I was rushing to close the windows before the rain destroyed our files when I turned around and found him already looking at me.
My white shirt was soaked through.
He looked away too late.
Then the power went out, and the cold came fast. Two soaked people, no heat, no light. He said if we shared warmth, the cold would get manageable.
I told him no.
Then he took his shirt off, and I changed my mind.
I'm supposed to hate Michael Kensington forever.
Yet here I am wanting him to kiss me so badly — and terrified that he might.
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