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Chip was primarily a divorce lawyer, but consulted on various other cases when necessary

They were both twenty-eight Both Harvard Law graduates Both from wealthy families

That here the similarities ended

Chip McAllister was five-ten with light-brown hair, hazel eyes and an every-girl’s-best-friend air that caused women to flock to him in droves Unfortunately, the vasthiuy—ex-lover or wanna-be lover

He never seeood-natured and always lent a sympathetic ear

Tague was still single as well, but that was currentlyelse His aoals, combined with his six-foot-four-inch stature, powerful build, dark eyes and even darker hair, had hi a raw intensity that typically ard him from a safer distance

Sparking curiosity was never a probleestive sesture and feminine wiles employed by womankind But even the most brazen of those who approached hi Too in charge of every facet of his life, including a chance ht stand, a teek sexfest Whatever

Even as Tague —on the opposite side of the street, because Chip was adamant about the coffee-shop stop before they headed into the fireo

The woent, and Tague would appreciate that But she wouldn’t co to him Or that he was meticulous, cautious even, when it came to his personal acquaintances because he’d been burned before

Badly

“You realize I’m only in Manhattan for a brief period,” he told Chip

“A social engageht help to i rumpy boy”

“Gru counsel,” he said with the saet their own defense

“Give ed “I think you’ll be amenable to my selection”

Tague doubted it