Dylan
Trudy is as frustrated by the delay in her divorce proceedings as Eden is. I didn’t call and break that bad news to my client because I planned on handling that in person later today.
Her estranged husband phoned her to tell her all about it.
That’s what brought her to my office.
She wanted to know why Troy was in the loop, and she wasn’t.
I give Eden credit for keeping her client informed. I wish she hadn’t beaten me to the punch.
I calmed Trudy down, assured her that we’d have our day in court soon, and sent her on her way.
“Dylan!”
I turn at the sound of my partner’s voice as I enter the lobby of our building.
I went for a coffee run after my short meeting with Trudy. I briefly toyed with the idea of picking up a coffee for Eden and dropping by her office, but I decided against it.
She left in a hurry after Griffin told me Trudy was waiting in his office to see me.
Griffin stalks toward me. “Where did you run off to?”
“Gee, dad.” I take a sip from the cup in my hand. “Did I miss curfew?”
“Funny.” He points at my coffee. “You could have brought your best friend one of those.”
“He’s in London,” I quip. “You can walk the few steps it takes to get to Palla on Fifth. I recommend the dark roast.”
His hands disappear into the pockets of his black pants. “What’s going on between you and Eden?”
I saw that coming as soon as I opened the door to my office and he caught sight of her.
“Your office door was locked,” he goes on. “You only lock it when you’re…”
With a woman.
I don’t know why he doesn’t spit the words out, but they hang there, unsaid.
“Are you asking if I’m fucking her?”
That raises his brow. “I know that you’re fucking her. I’m asking how that’s going to impact your case.”
I don’t need to ask him how he knows that I’m sleeping with Eden. He can read me. He’s always had that ability.
“The case in on track,” I say with confidence.
“Our client’s needs come first.” He points out with a jab of his finger in the middle of my chest. “I know that you won’t lose sight of that.”
I look down at his hand. “Trudy will get everything she deserves.”
“Good.” He taps my shoulder lightly. “You’re taking care of you, aren’t you?”
One night in college, I confessed to Griffin that I had it bad for a girl named Eden. He knows about the car accident. He’s aware that I made the judgment call to walk away and leave Eden with Clark.
“I’m fine, Griffin.”
“I’m around if you need me.” He straightens the lapels of his jacket. “I’m going to grab a coffee. I’ll see you at four at the staff meeting?”