“You got your law degree at the University of Montana Western? I went to Montana State Northern. What a coincidence.”
Joe blinked, but the motion didn’t bring the woman sitting across from him into focus. In his mind’s eye, he’d been replaying the reunion with Foxy over and over again. His arms tingling as they’d tightened around her. His fingers aching where they’d come in contact with her soft, warm flesh. He wanted to shove away the chicken dish, whose herbaceous aroma was muddling his memory of Foxy’s sweet and fruity smell.
“My goal has always been to earn partner by the time I’m thirty. At my old firm, I got there just a couple of years early. Then I left and opened my own firm.”
Joe blinked again, bringing Charlotte O’Dell into focus. It was the woman’s ambition that finally wran
