death.” I took a long sip of my beer, licking my lips when I drew the bottle away from them. “It doesn’t really matter now anyway. The douche is alive and we’re still heading to court.”
If April ever spoke to me again, that was. I still hadn’t heard a peep from her, and I was starting to wonder if I would again. Sure, it had only been a day, but she wasn’t one to twiddle her thumbs.
Hunter sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. “He’s going to have a criminal record for drunk driving after this. That has to improve your odds even more. What judge will award custody to a man when his daughter was injured riding a motorcycle without a helmet just months before he nearly killed himself the same way while drunk?”
“Hopefully, no judge.” I drained the remainder of the beer. “It’s not an exact science, though. Judges are only people, which means they’re always going to be influenced by their own experiences to a certain extent.”
He chuckled. “Yeah, I suppose that’s true. Whatever happens, we’ll get through it. All of us. I don’t want April to lose custody of Adi any more than you want it.”
“Which is why I’m struggling so much with that fucking decision.” I set the bottle down with a loud thud and scrubbed my palms over the stubble on my jaw. “April was right. It could all have been over. Instead, I just had to let my conscience get the better of me and save him.”
He finished the rest of his beer before standing up. “Your father would’ve been proud of you for doing what you did. You have to face the court challenge, but you will win. Even if you don’t, there has to be a better way of going about things.”
I frowned up at him when he slid his phone into his pocket and picked up his keys. “Where are you going?”
“Oh.” He smirked. “It looks like I should get going.”
Twisting around on the couch, I looked down to see April walking through the door. My heart picked up speed and I suddenly felt hot.
I felt like shit and I was pretty sure I looked it too. April, on the other hand, looked like she’d walked off the cover of a dirty magazine. Not that she was wearing anything very revealing but because the way she looked would kickstart any guy’s libido.
The difference was that it wasn’t just my libido she kickstarted when she walked in. It was my heart too. Her black skirt hit just above mid-thigh, her kitten heels made her legs look a hundred miles long, and her shirt was cut low enough to give more than just a hint of her cleavage.
But while I noticed all that, it was her eyes I couldn’t look away from. Even from all the way up here I could see the intensity in them. It was like she had laser vision, and when that gaze landed on me, I realized that I couldn’t just let her go.
I fucking loved her.
Chapter 36
APRIL
How does he always look so damn good and put together? When I’d gotten back to my place earlier this morning, I’d looked like I’d had a fight with the Goddess of Mascara and had a raccoon stuck in my hair for a better part of the day, and I still wasn’t sure if my clothes could be saved.
They’d been so rumpled and wrinkled that, short of having them professionally cleaned and ironed, I was pretty sure I might as well just toss them in the trash. I’d looked so bad that it had taken me hours to get presentable again.
Then it had taken me several more to blow out my hair, choose an outfit, and finally gather up the courage to go see him. I wasn’t above layering in a little seduction to convince him to give me another chance, and I’d thought I might be able to do a little play on our first time together if I found him at the hospital.
I was surprised when I got there to find the place empty except for a few inspectors in their office, already planning on where and how to knock out the walls. I’d taken a chance by coming to the practice, but then I’d spotted the open doors, and my heart had soared.
Now that I was inside though, I felt practically naked in the skirt I’d chosen. I hadn’t worn the thing since I’d bought it