6. Bella

If she had thought Chase McGuire looked hot in jeans and a T-shirt, she hadn't prepared herself for him in his custom-fitted suit. The man filled it out like a glove and she was staring at him like a silly love-stricken girl. But dang. Did he swoon every morning when he looked at himself in the mirror? Because she knew if she looked like that as a man, she'd definitely swoon over herself.

When she realized he'd asked her something, she shook her head and blinked. "I'm sorry. What was that?"

He smiled at her knowingly. Surely he was used to women ogling him like he was their most favorite dessert.

"I asked if I could see the information you brought."

Oh, right. She wasn't there to gawk at him all morning. The man probably had a million better things to do with his time.

"I brought everything I have. I kept records for our entire marriage and copies of everything since I first filed for divorce."

Approval was written all over his face as she handed him the thick folder of paperwork.

"Smart girl," he said softly.

She could feel a blush rise over her cheeks. Jared had told her she was stupid and dumb. He'd never called her smart. Now this man, who was virtually a stranger, was complimenting her over some silly pieces of paper, and it was doing strange things to her. She had a feeling she might need to start bringing a change of panties with her whenever she met with him.

Chase opened the folder and spent several minutes flipping through papers. As he read, his expression morphed into a frown and then a pure scowl that was quite frightening. It was also really hot.

"He's a bastard," he murmured.

She gasped, and he glanced up, his expression softening a bit. "Sorry. But he is. Your trust fund is yours. He's not going to get a fucking dime from it. I assure you that. The other attorney you were dealing with is a snake and I can't wait to see him in court."

"You think I have a chance?"

He nodded and gave her a reassuring smile. "Oh, yeah. We're going to sink both of them. I need some time to go over all your paperwork and get a new proposal drawn up. I should be done by tomorrow. When is your next court date?"

"On Friday, but I can request an extension if you need more time to prepare," she offered.

Chase shook his head. "Nope. I'll be ready on Friday. You'll be divorced by the end of the day with your entire trust fund intact."

Even she knew that was unlikely, but she appreciated his confidence because it helped make her feel more confident too. "Thank you. I know you took me on without notice. Just bill me whatever for your time. Ava raved about you, and she said I could trust you."

He rose from his chair and walked around to the front of his desk, leaning against it, and she had to crane her neck to look up at him. She couldn't help but notice how perfectly level her face was with his crotch. It took a ridiculous amount of strength not to reach out to see what he was working with. The thought alone made her eyes widen and she was pretty sure she was blushing from head to toe.

Suddenly, he lowered himself to a squat and they were almost eye level with one another. "I'm not charging you anything. I hate men like Jared, and I despise crooked lawyers who take advantage of their clients."

It was hard not to fidget in her chair with those intense eyes of his staring at her like she was the most interesting thing in the world.

"Thank you. I have the money to pay you, though. I don't want you to sacrifice your income for me."

He smiled, causing the corners of his eyes to crinkle slightly. It felt like a cage full of butterflies was released in her tummy in response.

"I'm not sacrificing anything, honey. I'm doing this because I want to. I have plenty of money. Being able to bury them in court will be reward enough for me."

For the first time in months, Bella felt a genuine smile spread over her face. Even if Chase weren't the hottest guy she'd ever laid eyes on, she was pretty sure he'd still be the most attractive to her because he seemed as though he was a genuinely good man. "Thank you, Chase."

"You're welcome, little one. I can have Ava swing by your house tomorrow to have you sign all the paperwork. I'll file it immediately, and your ex and his lawyer will be sent all the updated documents. Then, Saturday, we celebrate. Sound good?"

Well, the celebration part sounded good. Although her idea of celebrating with Chase didn't include clothes. It did include lots of orgasms. She was pretty sure he wasn't referring to that kind of celebration, though. A man like him was sure to have women crawling all over him. Just because he was a Daddy didn't mean he would want someone like her. She wasn't college educated and she didn't have a fancy career. Two of the things Jared had made her feel completely inadequate over.

"Sounds great," she whispered.

He nodded and stared at her for a moment before he rose to his full, towering height, causing her breath to hitch as her face was once again level with his crotch. She wondered what he was packing in there. Was it big? Long and veiny or thick and smooth? So many questions swirled, and when he cleared his throat, she startled and realized just how inappropriate she was being.

"Right, well, I should stop taking up all of your time." She stood, but Chase hadn't moved, and suddenly they were very close to each other and his cologne was surrounding her. How could a man smell so lickable?

"Here's my card. It has my cell number on it. I want you to call me if you need anything, Bella. I mean anything at all, day or night, okay?"

As he passed the card to her, their fingers connected and that electricity she'd felt the first time they'd touched was more like a bolt of lightning through her body this time. It was obvious that Chase McGuire was a potent man, and even though she assumed she wasn't his type, she hoped one day she'd find a man that gave her the same feelings as he did from just his touch.

"Thank you," she murmured as she hesitantly pulled her hand away from his.

"You're welcome. I'll be in touch with you in a day or two and I'll have Ava get a hold of you tomorrow so she can bring by the paperwork."

"Okay. Bye."

He smiled down at her as she turned to leave. "Bye, little one."