Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 132657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 663(@200wpm)___ 531(@250wpm)___ 442(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 663(@200wpm)___ 531(@250wpm)___ 442(@300wpm)
“Yep, but his family is very much like mine, so that’s Papa. His dad is the rancher I was talking about. Lucas is a lawyer and an excellent one, though he tends to stick to corporate law,” Harlow replied back.
“I still know how to ensure that a client’s rights aren’t trampled over in the name of so-called justice,” Lucas assured them. “And I was serious. I made that horn and everything. I hid it in the barn thinking your sister would find it, but you did and decided you were the one with the unicorn horse.”
She could practically hear Jack’s teeth grinding. “I was talking about the case. You are my father. You would be required to recuse yourself.”
“That’s for judges. As long as my client is cool with it, we’re fine.” Lucas held out a hand to Jensen. “Mr. Wiley, I’m Lucas O’Malley, and I’ve been hired to represent you. This is my son, but I assure you I won’t let that affect me in the slightest when it comes to my job. The same way he absolutely won’t allow a familial connection to stop him from ensuring a full prosecution if he thinks justice will be served. And he’ll regret hurting his cousin.”
Jack’s head dropped back. “Fuck this case. I’ll be inside when you decide to talk, Jensen. Wake me up and we can get started. It’s going to take forever now because your lawyer is a smartass who likes to shove the law in everyone’s faces.”
“The term you’re looking for is due process, son,” Lucas called out as Jack walked back toward the house. He sighed as though deeply satisfied. “This is going to be fun. I love my son but as my husband would say, he’s way too big for those britches he’s wearing.”
“Mr. O’Malley, I don’t have the money to pay for more than an hour or two of your time,” Jensen began. “Unless I get to keep the million plus my criminal boss put into my account to frame me. Then I might be able to afford like twenty-four hours or something.”
“This is what I’m dealing with, Mom,” Harlow said. “No one is serious.”
Niall moved in beside her. “We are absolutely serious. I think Jensen is on the confused side. It’s been a weird, wild ride. But you should understand that we are entirely serious about your daughter, Mrs. Dawson. I know we met the other day, but it was a little chaotic. I forgot to mention that I’m your daughter’s Dom.”
“Hey,” Harlow said because were they just putting it all out there now? “My parents are listening.”
“You didn’t mind when it was me,” her dad pointed out.
“Do I have to be punished?” Papa asked. “I’d like to remind everyone that I’m the half that doesn’t cause a shit ton of trouble.”
“You did for me, brother,” Dad pointed out. “I told you I was handling this.”
“By offering up one of her boyfriends to the law,” Papa shot back. “Which is why I countered your move. You brought the son. I got the dad.”
Her mom sighed and looked her way. “Are you sure you want two, baby? This one seems nice and not that hard to handle.”
“I’d like to point out that I’m also her Dom.” Jensen didn’t seem to want to be left out. “Not the switch. Niall’s the switch.”
She turned to Jensen. “You need to take this more seriously.”
Jensen sighed and moved into her space. “You’ll let me find a way to pay you back for the lawyer.”
She shook her head. “I have more money than I can ever need. I get to use it how I want.”
“I’ve already been paid,” Lucas admitted. “Your mom gave me a five when she picked me up from the airport, so that’s handled. I’m doing this for the absolute joy of spending quality father/son time. He doesn’t want to come home on a regular basis, this is what he gets. I think he’ll also find that his mother is writing some complex characters who resemble him. Not sure if he’s the good guy or the bad guy. I won’t even go into how worried Aidan is. Jack is great at his job but he’s reckless, and he’s absolutely certain he knows what he’s doing. So I’m here to let him know he can’t avoid us forever.”
“And to make sure Jensen gets a good deal.” Her family drama was going to kill her.
Uncle Lucas’s lips kicked up in a grin. “That, too. Come along, Jensen. Let’s get this started. My son doesn’t do well on little sleep. I might be able to convince him to call the ADA in charge of the case. He’s probably sleeping with her. He sleeps with everyone. I wish I could say that wasn’t genetic. I had my own…phase.”
Jensen stared down at her. “You want me to do this?”