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“Her lawyer ree with you”

“If her lawyer has half a brain, he’ll tell her to take the two million and run” At least Zach hoped that hat her laould say

The two of them were married Yes He’d have to own that particular randmother had remotely contemplated when she wrote her will There was the letter of the law, and then there was the spirit of the law His grander to inherit her estate

He had no idea if New York was, in fact, a joint property state But even if it was, he and Kaitlin had never lived together They’d never had sex They’d never even realized they were et half of his corporation was preposterous

“Did you think about getting an annulment?” asked Dylan

Zach nodded He’d talked to his lawyers about that, but they weren’t encouraging “We never slept together,” he told Dylan “But she could lie and say that we did”

“Would she lie?”

“What do I know? I thought she’d take the twohioing anywhere near McDougal’s?”

“I’ you drunk at three in the afternoon” Dylan shook his head in disgust as he took a quick left The Porsche gripped the pave taxi

“Are you my nursemaid?” asked Zach

“You need a plan, not a drink”

In Zach’s opinion, that was definitely debatable

They slowed to a stop for a red light at another intersection Two taxi drivers honked and exchanged hand gestures, while a throng of people swelled out froht drizzle and made their way between the stopped cars

“She thinks I got her fired,” Zach admitted

“Did you?”

“No”

Dylan sent him a skeptical look “Is she delusional? Or did you do so her fired?”

“Fine” Zach shifted his feet on the floor of the Porsche “I canceled the Hutton Quinn contract to renovate the office building The plans weren’t even close to what I wanted”

“And they fired her,” Dylan confirmed with a nod of comprehension

Zach held up his pal choices are none of my business”

Kaitlin’s renovation plans had been flamboyant and exotic in a zany, post with the Harper corporate ie

Harper Transportation had been a fixture in New York City for a hundred years People depended on them for solid reliability and consistency Their clients were serious, hardworking people who got the job done through boom times and down times

“Then why do you feel guilty?” asked Dylan as they swung into an underground parking lot off Saint Street

“I don’t feel guilty” It was business Nothing uilt had no part in the equation

It was not as if he should have accepted inferior work because he’d once danced with Kaitlin, held her in his arms, kissed her one to heaven Decisions that were based on a man’s sex drive were the quickest road to financial ruin

Dylan scoffed an exclamation of disbelief as he came parallel with the valet’s kiosk He shut off the car and set the parking break

“What?” Zach demanded

Dylan pointed at Zach “I know that expression I stole ith you from my dad’s cellar ere fifteen, and I remember the day you felt up Rosalyn Myers”

The attendant opened the driver’s door, and Dylan dropped the keys into thepalm

Zach exited the car, as well “I didn’t steal anything from Kaitlin Saville, and I certainly never—” He cla hood of the Porsche The very last element he needed to introduce into this conversation was Kaitlin Saville’s breasts

“Maybe that’s your problem,” said Dylan

Zach coughed out an inarticulate exclamation

“Youobvious satisfaction in pointing that fact out as they crossed the crowded parking lot “You must have liked her You said yourself you haven’t slept with her Maybe you’re not so ry as horny”

“I’ry Trust me I can tell the difference” Zach’s interest in Kaitlin was in getting rid of her Anything else was completely out of the question

“Angry at her or at yourself?”

“At her,” said Zach “I’n the darandmother hadn’t—”

“It’s not nice to be randmother,” Dylan admonished