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Will Sr.’s office reminds me a lot of Terry’s old one. Actually, the man himself reminds me of Terry. He’s larger-than-life, which is probably a necessity if one wants to run a firm that bills tens of millions of dollars a year. Though Terry extremely handsome and charming, whereas, Will Sr. has a round face, barely any gray hair left on his head, and a protruding gut.

He smiles and stands when he sees me. “Sloane, to what do I owe the pleasure?”

I sit in the chair across from him and get to the point. “I actually wanted to discuss my role at the firm now that I’m pregnant. I understand that you only hired me because of Will?—”

“Who said that?” He leans forward, wearing a baffled frown. “When I heard from your mother that you were looking for a job, I told Will to reach out. I wanted to bring you on because of your trust knowledge. Especially the special needs trusts. As you know, few people arededicated to the niche, and we have many clients who need consults. It’s a growing market and not many understand the nuances. But Will told me you wanted to focus on litigation. Either way, I was happy to bring you on. I knew you’d be a great fit no matter where we put you.”

My heart stutters to a stop.What?My mother was the one shopping jobs for me? I truly thought Will’s timing was kismet.

To find out my mother put them up to it is less than appealing. But I’m more than thrilled that Will Sr. was interested in my skills, and not my relationship with his son.

“I had no idea,” I admit.

Sighing, he leans forward. “My son has been interested in you for quite a long time, though I’ve always believed him to be respectful. If he’s done anything to make you uncomfortable?—”

I shake my head. I don’t want to get into that right now. “Is the trust position still available?”

He sits back, surprised. “Yes. There are still very few people who know much about that area of the law.”

“I’m a little rusty,” I admit. “But I would love to get up to speed and help.”

Will Sr. smiles. “I’d love that as well.”

I nod, relief rushing through me. “Thank you, Mr. Higgins.”

“Congrats on the baby. Nothing is more important than family. I hope you and Sully enjoy this special time.”

I walk out of his office in a daze. Did I really just get everything I wanted?

Chapter 33

Sully

Bassinet, mini crib, co-sleeper. There are so many options even for our small space.

The idea of having Tia in the bed with us makes me a bit on edge, especially with Sloane’s sleep-undressing habits, so I’m leaning more toward a bassinet. Though I worry she’ll outgrow it too quickly. So maybe a mini crib is best.

“What do you think?”

Brian’s voice pulls me from my thoughts. Blinking, I look from my computer screen. Right. We’re in the middle of a meeting.

Cal kicks his feet up on the conference room table and tosses his mini basketball into the air, clearly leaving me to answer.

Unfortunately, I don’t know what the question was so I go with the one that would work in just about any situation.

“I trust you.” At least it’s the truth.

Brian bows his head, closes his eyes, and sighs.

Lo giggles. “Someone seems distracted,” she sings. “Let’s try again. The question was, should you or Cal take on the Sonesta matter.”

Without warning, the orange ball that raises my blood pressure upon sight bounces off my head.

“Pay attention,” Cal teases.

“Oh.” I rub my forehead. “Sorry. I was considering the best type of baby furniture for our room. Sloane’s been so busy at work, so I figured I’d handle it on my own. Thought I’d surprise her. But what the bloody hell do I know about baby furniture?”

With T.J., Sloane made all the choices, and I just nodded and accepted each one.