ADRIANNE'S POV
Leo mentioned it over dinner, casually, the way he mentioned most things that weren’t casual at all.
“Cole wants to see your friend again,” he said, cutting into his food without looking up. “Bella. He asked if you’d be willing to arrange something.”
I put my fork down. “Cole Draven wants me to set him up with Isabella Hart.”
“He called it settling a debt. Said to tell you the liver was on him.”
I thought about Bella in that hospital hallway, the way she’d watched Cole disappear back through the OR doors, the particular set of her jaw that meant she was annoyed at herself for something she hadn’t been able to help. I had known Isabella Hart for over a decade. I had watched her walk through courtrooms and charity galas and every category of man who thought her credential
