Obsessed: Part 3

"What was on it?"

I stare out the window behind him. "Jax and a woman." I finally answer. "She was plotting to take over the company with him."

"Mark's company?" He pushes back into his chair.

"Yes or Jax's father's company I guess depending on who you ask." I shrug my shoulders.

"So blackmail was mentioned?" he asks tentatively.

"Off the record?" I joke.

"I hereby evoke client, attorney privilege." He laughs as he waves the pen in his hand in the air mimicking a magic wand. "We're good to go."

I smile weakly. "The video started with the two of them in bed. I thought he was going to make love to her." I shudder as I think about what I felt the moment I first saw them in together.

"That's all you initially saw?"

"Yes. I stopped it at that point when Jax walked in." I stand and walk to the windows. "I finished watching it yesterday."

"And they didn't?" His words are clipped.

"No." I stare out at the expansive view. All the people milling about the city's streets look so small and insignificant. There's so many of them. Hundreds upon hundreds at any given moment. "Do you think it's odd?"

"That he didn't fuck her?" His voice is on my neck now. I shiver at the sensation.

"No." I turn and look up into his vibrant blue eyes. "Do you think it's odd that the only two men I've ever loved own a company together?"

His eyes scan my face. I know that he still sees that shy and vulnerable seventeen-year-old girl that stared at him across the baseball field. "You're doubting him still, aren't you?"

I shrug my shoulders. "Maybe or maybe I'm just doubting myself."

"I think that you're a beautiful woman who needs to listen to this…" he gently grazes his finger across my forehead before he continues, "instead of this." His finger hovers above the space between my breasts. "Get all your questions answered, take some time and then everything will make sense."

"How did you get so smart, Nate?" I ask tapping my finger to the tip of his nose.

He blushes. "Law school, Ms. Marlow."

"Are we done here?" I move past him back to where my purse is resting in a chair. "I have a lunch date."

"You've signed everything I needed you to sign." He gathers together the papers that now cover his desk.

"Did you know Veray was in financial trouble?" I throw the question at him as I reach for the door handle.

"Jax's lawyer was pretty insistent that I talk you out of taking over his interest in the company," he says. "So I had a pretty good idea there were some issues with the company's structure."

"I found out today he bought into it to save it from bankruptcy because I sell my stuff there," I admit.

He lowers himself into his chair. "How do you feel about that?"

I slowly open the office door. The sound of people milling about is mixed with a cell phone ringing in the distance. "Numb."

He nods as I turn to walk out the door.

Chapter 12

"How's Moore?" The loaded undercurrent that is swirling beneath the question doesn't slip past me.

"Dreamy," I say with little emotion as I sit down across from Jax.