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Robert’s lawyer got Robert to settle down as the judge left the room.

My father clapped his hands and then pulled me in for a hug. “Damn good job, Aaron. I’m proud of you, son.”Advertisement

Smiling, I nodded my head. “I learned from the best.”

Turning to look at Sierra, she was sitting back down with a stunned look on her face. Sitting down next to her, I took her hand in mine. “It’s over, Sierra. You’re free of him and he isn’t getting a damn thing from you.”

Turning her head slowly, Sierra said, “It was too easy. That was too easy. I mean . . . you just walked in and rattled off some information . . . and then . . . it was done.”

Laughing, I said, “I told you I was the best lawyer in Austin. He will never bother you again, Sierra.”

“It’s over? I mean. We’re divorced?”

Holding back my desire to lean over and kiss her, I nodded my head and whispered, “It’s over, baby.”

Sierra stood up and turned to my father. Taking her into his arms he hugged her and whispered something into her ear that caused her to start laughing. Turning to me, Sierra threw herself into my body and held onto me for dear life.

Whispering in my ear, Sierra said, “Thank you, Aaron. Thank you so much.”

Closing my eyes, I held her tight. “There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you, Sierra.”

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When I let Sierra go, I turned to see Robert glaring at us. Before I knew what was happening, Robert made his way over to Sierra and grabbed her by the arm.

“You’re mine, Sierra and I’m not going to let you walk away from our marriage like this.”

My father grabbed my arm and held me back. “Aaron, let her handle it.” Glancing at my father, I knew he was right. Turning back to them I took in a deep breath and held it. I wanted to pound the hell out of Robert.

Sierra grabbed Robert’s hand and pushed it away. “You are nothing to me, Robert. Nothing. Go find your whore now and move on with your life. I fully intend on moving on with mine and you are not a part of it.”

Robert stood there stunned. Turning on his heels, he quickly left the courtroom.

Sierra took a few moments to get herself together as my father let me go. Turning to Ryn and Azurdee, Sierra smiled. “It’s time to celebrate!” she said as she hugged Ryn and Azurdee and began making her way out of the courtroom.

Gathering up my files, my father took me by the arm. “Aaron, something is not sitting right with me.”

After placing the last file in my briefcase, I looked at my father with a slack expression. “What do you mean?”

Shaking his head, my father let out a frustrated sigh. “He walked away too easily.”

Pulling my head back, I pushed my eyebrows together and said, “Because he knew he lost, Dad. He had nothing, and with the additional affairs being brought to light, he didn’t have a leg to stand on.”

Pushing his hand through his hair, my father looked around the courtroom as if searching for answers.

“No, I mean he walked away from Sierra too easily just then. He clearly realized right at the end the mistake he made by cheating. Do you really think he’s going to walk away from her just like that, after that outburst?”

Tightening my hands into fists, I forced myself to loosen them. “I think he was pissed he lost, Dad. He’s pissed because I think he thought he was going to get the money and Sierra.”

Shaking his head, my father wore a worried expression. “I’m not sure, but I think now would be a great time for you to take some time off. Maybe go on a trip somewhere and properly ask Sierra to marry you. I’ve seen too many cases where one of the spouses realizes the mistake that was made and they try to fix it. And by fix it, I’m not meaning in a good way, Aaron.”

My heart began to beat rapidly in my chest. “I’d love to do that, Dad.”

Placing his hand on my shoulder, he gave me a weak smile. “Keep your eyes on her, son. I have a feeling Dr. Jackson isn’t going to ride off into the sunset.”

Giving the side of my arm a light tap, my father turned and headed out of the courtroom. Leaving me standing there wondering if I had just woken up a sleeping beast.

ALMOST FOUR MONTHS HAD PASSED since the divorce trial. I hadn’t heard or seen Robert or Lisa since. The first few weeks after the trial, I found myself looking over my shoulder. Robert’s behavior rattled me, but Aaron assured me it was a man who had just had his balls busted and was pissed off.

Walking into the nursery, I glanced at the three newborns as they all slept peacefully. Never in my entire career had I walked into this room and felt the desire I had been feeling the last two months. I wanted a baby. Aaron’s baby. pqdm.com