Fall Into Temptation (Blue Moon Book #2)(57)

“And then today I squeezed Gia into your schedule before lunch. She wants to talk about a legal guardianship.”

Beckett caught himself before he appeared too interested. But the flicker in Ellery’s coffee brown eyes told him he hadn’t been careful enough. He wiped the smile off his face and frowned intently. “Okay, that’s fine. I’m going to go catch up on some emails before Mrs. Eustace comes in at nine.”

He was already reaching for his cellphone and didn’t see Ellery’s smirk.

He fired off a quick text to Gianna.


I see I have a beautiful redhead on my calendar today.





Her response was immediate. Hope you don’t mind. It’s not an excuse to see you. Or, at least, not just an excuse to see you.


My door is always open. Literally. I never lock the back door. Anytime you want to sneak on over here I’d be happy to see you. Naked or clothed.





Gianna responded with a winkie face that had him grinning like a damn clown. He needed to pull it together and soon before the entire town thought he lost his mind.

He counted down the seconds to 11:30 and was already halfway out of his chair when he saw her glide across the porch outside his window. Beckett had to force himself to sit back down and not hurdle his desk in his hurry to see her.

He waited until he heard Gianna and Ellery chit-chatting before casually exiting his office.

She wore cement colored capris with a dizzying pattern. Whatever strappy tank top she wore was hidden under a fitted, zipped jacket. Her hair was up in a sloppy knot on top of her head. She smiled at him like he was the sun and she was an exotic bloom.

“Good morning.” Her voice was a little husky and full of energy.

“Morning,” he answered.

They both stood there grinning at each other until Ellery cleared her throat. “Can I get you something to drink, Gia?” she offered.

“Oh, uh, sure. Coffee?”

“No problem,” Ellery smiled. “I’ll bring it in. Sugar?”

Gianna couldn’t seem to take her eyes off of Beckett and he liked it. “Yes, please.”

Beckett waited until Ellery headed for the kitchen before pulling Gia into his office. “Kiss me quick before she comes back,” he ordered.

Gia melted against him, her lips finding his in a spicy sizzle of heat.

He pulled back and studied her face. “I thought about you all weekend,” he told her.

She smiled, slow and sweet, and took a chair in front of his desk. “You may have crossed my mind a time or seven thousand, too.”

“We didn’t really get to talk … after.” Beckett rounded his desk and sat down.

Ellery bustled in with a mug. “Here you go,” she said, setting it down in front of Gia. “Anything else I can get you?”

“I think we’re good,” Beckett said. “But do you have the draft —”

“Of the motion? It’s in your email.”

Beckett glanced at his computer screen. “Perfect. And how about the —”

“Summary on Yeskovik vs. Yeskovik is done, but I found another more obscure case. Same custody issue, same outcome. So I’m adding that to the summary this afternoon.”

“Great. I also need to have the Yukon inspected and an oil change can you —”

“You’re on Ernest’s schedule for Thursday at 1:30. He said half-price since you helped his mom with the family trust.”

“You’re the best, El.”

She waved pistol fingers at them on her way out and shut the doors behind her.

“Where can I get one of those?” Gia demanded the second the doors were closed.

“Ellery? Hands off. She’s mine. I can’t live without her.”

“I can see why,” Gianna sighed. “She’d make life so much easier.”

Beckett grinned at her.

“What?”

“Nothing. I just like having you here. In my office. Alone.”

“Beckett Pierce,” Gianna teased. “Are you flirting with your client?”

“A. Since this is a consultation, you’re not technically a client yet. B. Since our —” he paused and glanced over his shoulder before continuing in an exaggerated whisper. “Sexual relationship began before you were a client, I’m not being unethical. And C. Yes, I am.”

Gianna’s smile lit up her face. “In that case, after we’re done consulting I was wondering if you’d care to join me for lunch. At my house. Clothing optional.”

Beckett was glad he was sitting behind a desk so Gia couldn’t see his immediate and very noticeable physical reaction. “I think that sounds do-able.”

“Great, then let’s get this consulting nonsense over with so I can take your pants off.”

Beckett blinked. His mouth was open, but no noise came out.

Gianna was grinning at him in his visitors chair. “Unless of course, you’d like to test out how sturdy your desk is now and then consult later?”

“You’re evil. You stay on your side of the desk and I’ll stay on mine for the next fifteen minutes.”

She pouted and Beckett wanted to bite her bottom lip. “Behave yourself, Red,” he warned.

“Fine,” she sighed with an exaggerated eye roll. “Go ahead and consult me.”