One More Time (Ruby Falls #2) - Aurora Rose Reynolds Page 0,63
says that he doesn’t deserve anything at all from you.”
“Maybe,” I agree. “I’ll call Rachel after we have lunch and see if she knows anyone in LA. She never liked Josh, so I’m sure she will be happy to help me.”
“No matter what happens, I’ve got your back.” He cups my cheek, and I lock my eyes with his, realizing the fear I felt the last time I was in this situation isn’t there. Not that I’m not worried—I’m just not scared, because I’m not alone. I have people who care about me, so even if I lose, I still win. “It will be okay, no matter what it will be okay.” He kisses me softly before he tucks my face against his chest, and holds me tightly. After a few minutes he asks quietly. “Do you want to go with me to pick up Olivia from school after we eat?”
“I think I should take that time to call Rachel.” I tip my head and he nods.
“Let’s go eat, then while you call Rachel, I’ll go pick up Olivia from school, run by my place, pack her a bag, come back here pick you up and we’ll go out to dinner.”
“That works.” I agree and he bends to kiss my forehead, then takes my hand. After sandwiches he takes off, I don’t call Rachel right away. I put away groceries, make Olivia’s bed, then take the vacuum upstairs to go over the carpets Tide laid upstairs one last time. I want her to feel comfortable here, especially if this becomes a regular thing, which I really, really hope it does. Honestly, I wish Tide would move in officially, since he’s basically living with me already. I just don’t know if it’s too soon for me to bring up the topic of us living together, and I don’t want to rock the boat when things are going so well.
After running the vacuum over the unicorn-shaped rug in front of Olivia’s bed, I look around and smile. The room is cute and perfect for a little girl, with a stylish double bed with a tall headboard that has lights attached on either side of it that she can tap on anytime she needs them. Nightstands for her books and a dresser to match all of them are a very pretty gray that looks antique with the whitewash overlay. I didn’t want to go too overboard with pink, so I picked out a frilly white comforter set and floral curtains, along with a small doll house for her Barbies. There’s a nightlight for her dresser that is supposed to light up the ceiling like it’s covered with stars.
With one last look around, I carry the vacuum back downstairs, grab my cell, and go to my office, taking a seat at my desk as I dial Rachel’s number.
“Aria, is everything okay?” she answers, and I quickly tell her about what happened with Josh and ask if she knows a lawyer that might be able to help me out. “That guy.” There is no hiding the disgust in her tone. “A friend of mine who recently got divorced used a lawyer in New York City named Abby that is pretty well known for serving up justice. I don’t know if she can work on a case out of state, but I’ll send you her website, and you can give her a call to find out.”
“Thank you. I really appreciate this,” I say as a text comes through from her.
“No thanks needed, but I am curious if Josh has found out about your deal with Paramount or the publisher offering you another book deal.”
My heart sinks. “Do you think he knows about that?”
“It’s possible.” She sighs. “But even if that’s the case, he doesn’t deserve anything from you, darling.”
“I know.”
“Call the lawyer I sent you, and let me know what she says.”
“I will.” We hang up after saying goodbye, and I click on the website for the lawyer. Honestly, she looks a little young in her pictures, but I have to admit the amount of cases she’s won is impressive.
With nothing to lose, I dial the number off the website, and a woman named Courtney answers. After explaining my situation, she puts me on hold for a few minutes before transferring me through to Abby, who seems pissed on my behalf. During our talk, asks for my lawyer’s contact information and assures me that she’ll be happy to take on my case, before transferring me back