Someone Like You by Susan Mallery

when I’m with a new firm.”
    â€œYou do that, Jill.”
    Rudy said goodbye and hung up. Jill did the same. She allowed herself exactly two minutes of pouting over what Lyle had cost her, then went over to check the printer.
    Her résumés looked great, and the content was even more impressive. Rudy was a man of his word, so she knew she could bring him over to whatever law firm hired her. The senior partners would appreciate the extra three million a year in billings.
    A knock on her closed door made her turn. It couldn’t be Tina—for one thing, the woman never knocked. For another, she’d disappeared shortly before noon.
    â€œCome in,” she called, then caught her breath when Mac strolled into her taxidermy aquarium.
    â€œHow’s it going?” he asked.
    â€œGreat.”
    The single word was all she could manage. Man oh man did he clean up good, she thought as she took in the dark tan uniform that emphasized broad shoulders and narrow hips. She had the sudden urge to throw herself on her desk and pretend to be a music video slut.
    â€œNice,” he said as he glanced around the office. “I don’t think I’ve been in here before.”
    She wrinkled her nose. “It’s hardly the sort of place you’d forget. Welcome to fish central. If you see one you like, let me know. I’m thinking of having a yard sale.”
    Not that she would, really. The fish belonged to Mrs. Dixon and, until Jill talked the widow into reclaiming her property, she was stuck.
    Mac turned in a slow circle, then slowly shook his head. “Generous offer, but no thanks.”
    â€œFigures. I bet I couldn’t even give them away. Are you here officially? Should I ask you to sit down?”
    â€œDo I only get to sit under certain circumstances?”
    She laughed. “Of course not.” She circled around her desk and waved at the leather visitor chair. “Be careful not to get caught in the net there.”
    â€œThanks.”
    He sat and looked at her. Jill felt his gaze settle on her face with a connection so intense it was nearly physical. She wanted to ask him if he saw anything he liked. She wanted to lean closer so he could replace his gaze with his fingers. She wanted to know if he thought she was beautiful and sexy and irresistible. She settled on checking to make sure her hair was in place.
    â€œIt’s straight,” he said, motioning to her head.
    â€œThanks to the miracles of modern hair-care pro ducts, yes.”
    â€œIt looks nice, but I like it curly better.”
    A piece of information she would file away for later. “I’m going to guess that’s not why you’re here.”
    â€œNope, I’m here to give a friendly warning. Slick Sam was arrested for passing bad checks. He got out earlier today and may come looking for representation. You probably want to tell him no.”
    Her back stiffened. “Why is that? Do you think I couldn’t handle a criminal case? I assure you I’m more than capable of defending my clients against any number of charges. Furthermore, I don’t appreciate you judging me. You don’t know one thing about my legal experience. For all you know I could have—”
    One eyebrow rose as he leaned back in his chair.
    â€œWhat?” she demanded.
    â€œGo on. You’re doing all the talking.”
    â€œI…” She pressed her lips together. Okay, maybe she’d overreacted. She cleared her throat and straightened the papers on her desk.
    â€œSo why did you want to warn me about Slick Sam?”
    Mac grinned. “I thought you’d never ask. The last lawyer he hired, also a woman and also very attractive, ended up letting him move in with her, where he made the moves on her teenage daughter, trashed her house, then took off with her cash, her credit cards and her car.”
    Mac thought she was attractive? How attractive? Could she ask?
    Not in this life, she