"Did you get the agreement notarized?"

A tangled knot of emotions tightened in Timothy's chest.

So that was why she'd come to collect the notarization receipt?

"You seem awfully eager about this," he said.

Jessica nodded.

"You really don't trust me, do you?" His voice was cool, almost detached.

She didn't deny it. She couldn't. Time was a luxury he had a lifetime, perhaps. She only had six months left. She couldn't afford to waste even a day.

Jessica stayed silent.

Timothy's handsome face was unreadable, his eyes clouded with something distant.

Her silence said it all.

He pulled back the lapel of his suit and took his phone from the inside pocket, dialing the lawyer.

"Is the agreement notarized?"

"It's done."

the receipt

pressed in a thin line, he crossed to the desk and picked up

a glass

Jessica's eyelashes fluttered.

set the receiver down and leaned against the

the office, but

Click-

made

lighter, and the tip of his cigarette glowed as smoke drifted lazily from his lips. The subtle, woodsy scent curled through the room, deepening

still couldn't

knock at the door broke the

"Come in," Timothy called.

of orange juice, and set it

moment, the lawyer arrived, handing

"All set, Mr. Lawson."

"Give it to her."

it, and, once they'd both left, slipped it into her bag and stood

are chapped. Drink the juice before you

want to make a scene, so she picked up the

tonight?

the floor. Orange juice and

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