“Simon asked. He and Nikki stood outside the building on Montgomery Street, where the offices of The Kingston Law Group were housed. Simon stomped his foot. “I knew it was too good to be true. You take me to lunch at that digi place on Nob Hill, and then buy whatever I suggest at Nordy’s—” Nikki interrupted. “I know, and I love everything you picked, and I promise you I’ll wear everything.” Simon placed a hand on his jutted-out hip. “I did do a great job, didn’t I? Maybe I should be a personal s...hopper. Oh, wait a minute, I see what you’re doing. No, uh-uh. I don’t think so, Goldilocks. You have been so digging up the dirt and that’s why someone started that fire at the house and now you want me to go in there and be someone I’m not. Excuse me. Hello!” He waved a hand in front of her. “Where is your common sense, girlfriend? Out the door, that’s where.” Nikki let him rant on, knowing that before long he’d wear himself down and then she’d give him the one-two punch, which would send him flying into the offices of Kingston with her.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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