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Apologies if you’re a painting connoisseur. I meant no offense. It’s entirely possible I just know nothing about art.

Regards,

A very ashamed lawyer

My jaw drops, and then a laugh explodes out of me. This guy cannot be real.

My fingers fly over the keyboard.

Mr. Price,

At ease, soldier. No offense was taken.

I was merely considering your offer, trying to guess what kind of case you’re talking about. What could be so interesting as to pull me away from my current workload? I’m very busy these days. Lots of fraudulent employees to expose.

Charli

P.S. The art WAS shit.

I don’t let myself think about how impatiently I wait for his response.

Charli,

As someone who’s familiar with those fraudulent employees, I can only imagine how busy they keep you. I’m honored to have your attention for even this long.

Can we meet in person? It would be easier to explain the case that way.

Best,

Lucas

P.S. I still can’t believe my employee was the fraudulent one. How did you find out, anyway?

I roll my eyes, but I can’t quite tamp down on my smile.

Lucas,

We’re not even in the same city. A face-to-face won’t work. Just give me the CliffsNotes here.

Charli

P.S. My secrets are for me to know and for you to find out in the middle of a courtroom.

P.P.S. Seriously? You couldn’t guess he was hiding something? Every man with eyebrows like that is hiding something.

Charli,

I’ll come to you. Just name the time and place.

Lucas

P.S. Note to self: wax my eyebrows before our meet-cute.

He’d travel two and a half hours, just to be turned down? Because I will turn his case down. I don’t work for firms like his.

Also, how on earth does a man know the word meet-cute?

Lucas,