Linda
There's a force between us. It's stopping us from coming together to become one hell of a legal power couple.
We could own this town.
Los Angeles would be the legal playground of Brent and Linda Halladay. First, we'd open a firm and start from scratch. Then, soon after we are engaged, I will go home and have babies while you build our practice.
Yes, everyone would come to us with their lawsuits. Party all night and work all day. That's what would happen.
However, she must get out of the way first.
Vanessa.
I sigh.
I sit at my desk.
Brent's door is ajar.
"Yeah, Uma, I can't believe it either," Brent says. "And I missed her first prenatal visit."
He laughs.
"Well, you might be right."
I cross my arms over my breasts, pushing them higher.
"No, but hey," he pauses.
I lean forward, listening.
"Oh, she didn't tell me that," Brent chuckles. "she was asleep when I got there. So, I got to snuggle with her until she woke up."
I pout.
There's silence.
Wait?
What?