she’s entitled to her share, usually a fifty-fifty split, unless it can be proven that such an oral agreement was made.”
Farrah couldn’t stop the smile that touched her lips. “Everything you’ve said might be true from a legal standpoint, but I’m a mediator and not an attorney. My concern is not who is right or wrong in this case. My job is to facilitate a process of resolution, to help them work through the issue and resolve it.”
“You enjoy your work?” He realized he’d never asked her that before.
“Um, I find it rewarding. The people I deal with usually can come to an amicable decision on most issues and I like helping them get there,” she said.
At that moment the waitress returned with their food, which Xavier felt was timely since it gave him a chance to ponder all the things he didn’t know about her, despite having been involved in an affair with her for almost a year. He’d known the basics—like what she did for a living, her marital status and that her parents were divorced and she’d been an only child. He’d also known from observation that she was an extremely neat person, which he could appreciate since he was as well.
“What about you, Xavier? Do you enjoy your work?”
He glanced over at her. Just as he’d never inquired about her work, she’d never inquired about his until now. Once in a while after making love, he would share things with her, just for conversational purposes, nothing more. “Pretty much, although some days are more hectic than others. Cam keeps me busier than any of my other clients, but he’s pretty good to work for.”
“I’d think being a counselor for someone who is also a close friend would be hard.”
He chuckled. “It’s not hard because we try and keep it real. My job is to protect his interests and he knows I have his back and will give him the best advice. It’s all about trust.”
They didn’t say anything for a while as they ate their food, but he couldn’t help wondering what she was thinking. Was she thinking that going on a date with him wasn’t so bad and perhaps they should do it again? He didn’t have a problem with it if she didn’t.
“This is good.”
He glanced over at her and saw the smile on her face. “I’m glad you think so.”
Xavier resumed eating and tried to get out of his mind how good she looked. She’d always looked good before, but today she looked even better. It might just be his mind messing with him since he hadn’t seen or talked to her in a while.
“So what have you been up to lately?” she asked.
He glanced up again and watched as she put food in her mouth and began chewing. Damn, she even turned him on just by chewing her food.
He dropped his gaze to his plate to gain control of his senses before lifting them again to her. “I’ve been doing a lot of international traveling, mostly to the Middle East.”
“The Middle East?”
“Yes, a country call Mowaiti. Natalie might have mentioned that one of her cousin in-laws, Quade Westmoreland, has a cousin who is married to a sheikh.”
“She did. I met Cheyenne at one of Natalie’s bridal showers and got to meet Quade at the wedding. They have adorable triplets.”
He smiled. “Quade introduced Cameron to Sheikh Jamal Yasir, and they’re discussing a possible joint business venture in Dubai. I had to be on hand during those talks.”
Farrah flashed him another smile. “Cameron is definitely a mover and a shaker, isn’t he?”
“Yes, he is.”
She would probably be surprised to know that Xavier thought she was a mover and a shaker as well. She had certainly moved his libido up a monumental notch since knowing her, and she was shaking his common sense right out of his head, making him think of all kinds of naughty things he’d like to do to her. He wondered what her response would be if he were to ask to share her bed tonight. For old times’ sake.
He drew in a deep breath, knowing that doing something like that wasn’t a good
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