“Then do that. But somewhere safe. We don’t want you walking out into traffic.”
“Did you drive yourself here?” Stone asked.
“Um, yes.”
“How about I have my driver take you home? You can send someone for your car later.”
“Or I could drive her home in her car now, and catch a cab back,” Ash suggested.
Sara’s smile widened. “I’d love that. Would that be all right?”
“I think it’s the perfect solution,” Stone said.
They all rose and said their goodbyes, then Ash escorted her out.
“Joan?” Stone called.
Joan entered.
“Ash is taking Sara home and should be back soon.”
She smirked. “I saw that.”
“Why do I feel like I need to have a conversation with him about avoiding relationships with clients?”
“Did anyone ever have one of those with you?”
“I never needed the talk.”
“Sure you didn’t. And no. You don’t need to talk to Ash. He’s well aware that would be a problem.”
“And you know this how?”
“Because he told me himself.”
“Then there’s nothing going on between them?”
“There’s plenty going on between them. But it involves a lot of yearning and unfulfilled desires.”
“I can corroborate Joan’s assessment,” Herb said. “He talked to me, too.”
“Well, since you two are his confidants, are you sure he won’t act on thoseyearningsandunfulfilled desires?”
“Of course he won’t,” Joan said. “You’ll realize that after you spend more time working with him.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means that since he started here, you haven’t had a lot of one-on-one time.”
“I agree with Joan about that, too,” Herb said.
Stone eyed him. “That’s becoming a bad habit. And neither of you have answered my question.”
“Oh, for heaven’s sake,” Joan said. “He’s still a freshly minted attorney and has a very strict sense of what’s right and wrong.”
“Why does that sound like an attack against me?”
“If that’s how it made you feel, perhaps you should do some introspection.”
