Hi, Sorry I’ve been neglecting my job taking care of Anne’s blog. I thought she’d try to sneak back in here and write something because she’s sort of a workaholic when it comes to writing. But apparently she meant what she said and I get the blog for the rest of February.

I don’t know what Kal and Nikos are up to. I’ve been up to my ears working. I’m a lawyer in case no one told you. That’s how I met Natalie, in fact. I was working for the firm where her father is a partner. She was a summer intern there after her first year of law school.

I noticed her — who wouldn’t? She’s bright and funny and a hard-worker — and beautiful, besides. But off limits. I don’t get involved with co-workers.

I didn’t get involved with Natalie. Not really.

There was one kiss. Yeah, I admit it.

But only because I was so damn happy when we won that case. It was just a spur of the moment thing. Didn’t mean anything. She knew that. Or I thought she knew it.

But then one night I found her in my bed!

I can’t tell you any more about it than that. Anne would kill me if I did. She’d say that you have to read the book to find out what happened then. Anne has a flair for the dramatic.

Nothing happened! Nothing!

Excuse me! Hi, Natalie here.

I was going to be quiet and just let Christo talk. But he’s out of his mind if he thinks nothing happened!

Something certainly happened that summer. Something happened that night. Not what I wanted to happen. It was the most mortifying night of my life.

I hated Christo Savas after that night! No one would blame me for hating him, either. That summer was the start of my whole life being turned upside down. Not all of it due to Christo, admittedly. But he was a big part of it.

He certainly taught me not to trust my instincts . . .

See? That’s Natalie all over. She rushes in where sane people fear to tread. She gets a notion and she just runs with it. She doesn’t trust me to tell the whole story.

I don’t want him to tell the whole story! Anne already told it! He’s just trying to make himself look kinder and more human at the start. He wasn’t! Well, he was — deep down — but his humanity was so buttoned-down he didn’t even know it was there.

I did so!

Did not!

Did so!

I love it. He never used to argue like this. He’d just close up and do whatever controlled dutiful responsible thing he thought needed to be done. I’ve humanized him!

Sheesh! I can see there’s only one way to stop this. She’ll shut up if I kiss her.

Wanna bet?

Yep. C’mere.

No! I — well, just for a — ahhhhhhh…