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A flash of annoyance crossed Dev’s face as he held my gaze. “We’ll continue this discussion later.”

He kissed my forehead in the way it always made me melt, and released his hold on me.

Turning to Clint, he extended his hand. “Mr. Bassett.”

“Judge Camden.” Clint shook his hand and inclined his head. “So, are you two dating or is it more?”

He noticed the ring on Dev’s left hand.

“You could say that. She’s my wife.”

Clint gave no outward reaction to Devin’s announcement except his signature smirk.

“Well, you’ve done a piss-poor job of keeping her happy. I know when a woman spends her time alone and crying. I’ve raised four daughters. I suggest fixing whatever is wrong between you two. Within minutes of my announcement, I had thousands of applications flood the station inbox for the opportunity to take your place. She needs a good man by her side.”

I groaned out loud and smacked the back of my head against the wall I leaned on.

Dev clenched his jaw. “I’m not the one being sued by my ex-wife.”

“True, but I’m on the side you’ll be on soon enough. I neglected Kim for years and then she turned to someone else. The divorce was a hair-trigger reaction to my pain. Something I’ll regret for the rest of my life.”

Clint had never expressed his remorse until this moment. I knew he’d been devastated when he learned of Kim’s affair. He’d drawn first blood by calling her out on national radio. Before that day, he’d never once discussed his twenty-year marriage. Now he was in a heated lawsuit that had nothing to do with the money at stake and everything to do with the pain.

“Your advice is duly noted, Mr. Bassett.” Dev flashed me a grin. “I’ll see you tonight when I move in.”

“Wait. What? You can’t be serious.” I braced myself against the windowsill.

“Either that or I sue to have access to a house that is fifty percent mine. You make the call.”

Chapter Four

“Samina, have you seen the news?”my friend Sarah asked the second I answered the phone.

She was Nathan Travis’s wife and one of Seattle’s top surgeons who happened to be the granddaughter of a former president and a connoisseur of all things news.

If she didn’t know about it, then most likely it didn’t happen. She had such a busy schedule between Nathan, their kids, and her practice that I didn’t know when she found time to keep up with current events.

She apparently forgot or conveniently ignored my text from earlier in the day, where I specifically said not to call so I could mentally prepare for Devin to move in.

I poured myself a cup of coffee and set the French press on the warmer. “No. I unplugged. Remember?”

The last thing I wanted to do was get on any form of media after what I’d dealt with at the office today.

Clint’s radio mission had turned my life into even more of a spectacle, forcing me to use Tara’s car and the private garage exit to leave the building. By the time I arrived home, the groups of paparazzi outside my house had grown so much that part of my street had to be shut down.

Thankfully the sheriff’s department had forced the media to leave the area and camp out at the entrance of my residential community.

“Well, future senator. I suggest you get plugged in.”

I winced. Why had I told her what I was planning?

Because her whole life has been about politics and her mother is the current Secretary of State. She’s the only one who can give it to you straight.

“I don’t care,” I said. “Can you top having my former client tell my estranged husband to fix my marriage or he was going to find me another man?”

“Yes. If a bailiff found said client having sex with his ex-wife in a courthouse bathroom. He acted like it was no big deal when he spoke to the reporters later.”

I felt heat and anger creep up my face. This could not be happening. Four months of my life and they end up back together?