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course, you can go back to work.” I smiled reassuringly, but she wasn’t looking at me, she was eyeing my showboating la-di-da. My? No, he was only my la-di-da until he got my clothes off and didn’t like what he saw.
    “I can’t work because of all the yelling going on in here,” she whispered.
    I leaned in close to her. “Then I’ll make sure to yell softer!”
    She practically ran back to the front desk to get away from the spectacle in my office. I closed the door very precisely, straightened my blouse, and went around behind my desk. He straightened his suit, unbuttoned the middle button, and sat in the most uncomfortable chair in my office.
    Don’t get comfortable, buddy; you aren’t staying.
    I picked up my phone receiver. “Now then, let me get Attorney Kadlec in to help you with your needs.”
    He leaned over my desk and pushed the receiver back down. “Kadlec has retired.”
    “Be that as it may, considering our past, he should be dealing with your case.”
    “Listen, Katie. We’re both professionals here. We don’t have to be middle-schoolers about this. So we had a Netflix and chill thing months ago. We can put that behind us in order to get this taken care of.”
    I groaned inwardly at the use of Katie, and tried not to let my blood pressure go up any further.
    “Netflix and chill? What are you, a college frat boy?”
    He lifted one side of his lip in response and shook his head. “No, I’m a thirty-six-year-old corporate lawyer, but I still enjoy an occasional Netflix and chill kind of night.”
    I waved my hand. “You’re thirty-six and a lawyer? You told me you owned that resort.”
    “I do own that resort, and several others, but I’m also a corporate lawyer. I have a firm that runs itself, so I can run around and showboat as a ‘la-di-da’ the rest of the time.”
    I laughed sarcastically and pushed the paperwork towards him. “Well, if you’re a lawyer then you should be able to handle this all yourself. You don’t need my services. Have a nice life.”
    He pushed it back at me. “That’s where you’re wrong, Katie. I’m a corporate lawyer, not a family lawyer. Since this falls in both categories, I need it handled by someone who can keep it all on the up-and-up. I’ll be selling the pharmacy and need someone to make sure my parents’ interests are protected.”
    “You mean your interests, because they’re dead.”
    He did the weighing motion with his hands, “Potato-potatoe. Believe me when I say Snowberry Pharmacy is small potatoes to me.”
    I pulled the folder back to me, scanning the info inside. “It says here you aren’t allowed to sell it for at least six months. That you are to manage it for that period of time before you consider putting it up for sale.”
    He rolled his eyes a little, fixed his tie, and cleared his throat. “My mother, God rest her soul, was trying to be a matchmaker. She had her heart set on grandkids when she made that will. Seeing as how she’s dead now, I’m sure that part of the will can be overlooked.”
    I read it again and shook my head. “No, no, I’m not seeing how it can be overlooked. She makes it pretty clear that she wants you running the pharmacy for the next six months.”
    He threw his Hugo Bossed arms up in the air. “I don’t know anything about running a pharmacy!”
    I stared at him waiting for him to tell me something that I didn’t know.
    He motioned at the paperwork again. “Does it say in there that I have to live in Snowberry in order to manage it?”
    I looked through the paperwork again, finally shaking my head. “Not that I can see, but how are you going to manage a business like a pharmacy if you aren’t here?”
    “I’m going to manage the manager managing the pharmacy for the next six months from my home office in Chicago. I can always come to town if necessary, but Hank has been doing this for the last five years. He can handle another six months until he can buy the place himself.”
    “So Hank