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I saw the relief and felt it when his hand moved on top of mine, squeezing my fingers. I could feel the sweat forming on my palm.

“Something tells me you’re going to work your ass off and get that degree much faster than you think.”

“I hope so.” I didn’t want to continue dwelling on me in case we ventured further into the topic of employment—something I certainly didn’t want to lie about if it came up. So, I said, “What about you? Hannah told me you’re a lawyer. I’m assuming the guys you were with at the bar were friends? Colleagues?”

“Yes, but more importantly, they’re family.” He turned at the light, taking his hand back to shift. “I have two older brothers—Jenner and Dominick—who were there that night, and we more or less run the law firm even though my parents are technically in charge.”

“And Hannah will be working for you?”

“With us, yes.”

“How nice that your family works together and that you all wanted to be lawyers.”

“Where your brain revolted against numbers, the dinner table