Lewis sighed. “Look, are you interested or not?”
I smirked. “I’ll speak to my client and get back to you.” He nodded, sizing me up again before walking off. “Dick,” I mumbled.
After heading home around five to change and grab something quick to snack on, I pulled back into the law office parking lot that evening. We always parked here for Tuesday Trivia and Saturday nights out because it was easier to do that and walk the couple of blocks to The Sandbar than to scour for parking closer to the bars.
As per usual, I was the last to arrive. Gabe’s and Lucas’s cars were already parked, but Morgan’s car was nowhere in sight. According to Gabe, she couldn’t make it that night due to a work project.
I wasohso sad about that…
Not.
I reached out to Callie earlier to see if she wanted to take her place for trivia that night, but after what happened last week when she and Lucas came face-to-face for the first time in a decade, she declined. When I made it to the bar and walked inside, I met Lucas’s hopeful gaze from where he sat at the table, and when I shook my head, I watched the poor guy deflate.
“About time you showed up.”
I looked over and grinned at Susan, the owner of The Sandbar. “Aw, Suzie-Q, did you miss me?”
She shook her head with a laugh as I slung an arm over her shoulders. “You want your usual?”
“Yeah.” I nodded. “And can I get an order of wings, please?”
“Anything for my second favorite guy,” she teased with a wink.
“One of these days, I’m going to take Luke’s place and be your favorite. Mark my words, Suzie-Q.” She slipped off to grab my drink, and I headed for the table. “Don’t look so glum, chum,” I said to Lucas as I sat down.
“She’s not coming…”
“No.” I shook my head. “Maybe…maybe she just needs some more time.”
“I heard about your little outburst in front of Judge Edwards today,” Gabe said with a smirk, trying to change the subject.
I scoffed with a roll of my eyes. “It was not anoutburst. Far from it. I made a comment that was not the most professional, and he reprimanded me with a warning. And if Lewis Sullivan wasn’t such a fucking moron, I wouldn’t have to remind him of how stupid everything that comes out of his mouth is.”
Gabe snorted. “I’ll give you that one. Most of the Colson firm seems to be filled with idiots who have more ego than brains.”
“Hear, hear,” I said, raising my beer.
We chatted until Susan brought over my order of wings along with the platters Lucas and Gabe ordered. “So, I take it you guys are down a player tonight?” she asked, noticing the empty chair usually taken up by Satan.
“Yeah,” Gabe answered with a nod. Then, his eyes shot to the door. “Or maybe not…”
When I looked over and saw Morgan walking toward us, I grumbled under my breath.
“Hey,” Gabe greeted her with a grin. “I thought you had the proposal for that project to work on?”
“I finished earlier than I thought, so I rushed here.”
“Ohjoy,” I deadpanned. “How did we get so lucky?”
Morgan looked at me as she sat down. “Look, I’m really not in the mood to deal with your shit tonight,Wesley.”
I ignored her comment and the use of my government name—something she did solely to piss me off—and smirked. “Wewere having a perfectly nice and quiet time before you showed up.”
“Well, there’s the door.” She gestured across the room. “Feel free to leave any time. No one will stop you.”
“I’m good.” I grinned. “I think I’ll stick around just to annoy the hell out of you.”
She rolled her eyes before looking at Susan to order her drink and something to eat. Lucas stared at her like he was contemplating whether to start pleading for her help with the Callie situation but then decided better of it, silencing himself with a sip of his beer as she turned her attention to Gabe and started talking to him.
