30 Days (Morgan Family Series Book 1) Read Online Free

he has an ironclad alibi.”
    The doors open on the third floor and a brunette walks in. Her head is down as she fumbles in her purse.
    “I know, Jim. It’s not my first case.” I mumble.
    “Start interviewing the character witnesses too. The males. I’ll handle the females. They always get flustered around you.”
    “They don’t. You just think they do.” “They do.” he smarts.
    I cross my arms, but don’t comment back. I don’t feel like arguing with him.
    I’ve been working for my father’s firm for four years and his partners still don’t trust me.
    “Excuse me. Do either of you have the time? My phone died.”
    I look to the woman beside me and the piercing green eyes staring back at me grow wide with recognition. Her hair isn’t red, but brown and shoulder length. Even still, I know those eyes.
    “It’s one o’clock.” Jim informs her.
    She gives him a mumbled thanks and tears her eyes away from mine. She stares at the elevator doors as if willing them to open. Her arms cross over her chest and she taps her fingertips on them.
    I hear the ping as the doors open and Jim walks out. She takes a step forward, but I step in front of her, keeping her from exiting the elevator.
    “I’ll meet you in a few minutes, Jim.” I say, pressing the “close” button. I hear him protesting as the doors shut. I turn to her and the look on her face is that of prey being caught by a predator. That’s exactly what she is.
    “Do I know you?” she asks, pretending that she doesn’t recognize me. It’s
     
    cute.

    “Don’t be coy.” I tell her, backing her into the corner of the elevator.
    “You haven’t been back.”
    “I told you I couldn’t keep coming there. Have you missed me?”
    She snorts at this. “I have somewhere to be.”
    “So do I.”
    I close the gap between us and brush my lips over hers. I move to deepen the
     
    kiss, but the elevator doors open again. “Do you work tonight?” Her answer is a breathy “no.”

 
    “Be here at eight o’clock.” I back away from her. “Please.”

Chapter 4
     

Memphis
     
    I’m dressed and ready, pacing my apartment at 7:15. He didn’t bring up money again, but I’m sure his offer is still on the table. I overheard his conversation in the elevator and I know he’s a lawyer. At one of the biggest firms in the city. He doesn’t want to date a stripper. That’s for sure.
    Since Anniston’s call, I’ve applied for every decent paying job that’s available. I’ve also been turned down by every decent paying job that’s available. The only real job experience I have is Waffle House and Piggly Wiggly. I don’t really want to put my experience as a stripper down. I also don’t want to apply at places like Waffle House and Piggly Wiggly. Besides, I checked and they’re not hiring.
    I also applied for a loan and since I don’t have any credit or a credit history, I was denied. It doesn’t matter that I have a steady income. I asked how do I get a credit history if no one will give me a loan and was basically told to apply for a credit card. A credit card won’t help me now. I could never get one with that high of a credit line.
    I called and told Anniston to beg for her scholarship back, but I know there’s no chance of that happening. She said her grades are getting better and I have to trust that. Now I just have to figure out a way to keep her in school.
    I look at the clock and see it’s 7:30. Now or never. I grab my purse and walk downstairs. The cab ride doesn’t take that long and I get to the building a few minutes early. I’m nervous as I walk inside. I feel like I’m making a deal with the devil. Even if he is sexy as hell.
    The building is empty. I feel a stab of disappointment. He played me. Figures. I was stupid for even considering his offer anyway. I turn back towards the door.
    “You came.”
    I hear his shoes padding across the carpet as he comes towards me. I turn around to face him. His jacket is folded over his