Elisabeth Sharman has a secret.
As a senior solicitor with the Australian Capital Territory Legal Aid Office she's defending a 19 year old with amnesia. He can't remember committing the murder for which he's on trial. Or says he can't.
Robert Murphy has a problem: Elisabeth.
He's her instructing solicitor and she's not playing by the legal rules. She's new to the office. No-one knows her modus operandi. But it's more, much more, than an unusual methodology.
She's using her feminine wiles with him - to good effect - and he's afraid her motives aren't pure.
Will the secret, when revealed, explain everything? Or will the result be catastrophic?
#mild sex, 13+
'A legal affair' is created by Alana Woods, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

A Legal Affair

Slowly, and with effort, she opened her eyes.


He was standing above her, barefoot and bare-chested, in a worn pair of blue track pants. On the bedside table was a vase of newly-snipped lilac and white roses.


'You look as though you've been there a while.'


'I have. I was beginning to think you weren't going to stir.'


She closed her eyes and turned her face into the pillow. 'It's the first night's sleep I've had in weeks. You're better than any sleeping pill.'


He hunkered down. She didn't need to look to know he was smiling. 'I've made coffee. Would you like some?'


She shook her head against the pillow. 'Water.'


He left. She dragged the sheet up and clutched it in a heap under her chin. He came back. 'Water.' She opened an eye. 'You ordered water.'


She hitched the sheet. 'I don't want to move.'


'All right,' she heard him say. 'I'll leave it here. There's a T-shirt on the chair when you want a shower. The bathroom's next door.'


Chapter 29: They burn the muffins