Stepping back, he swiveled my chair so I was facing the computer. “And it’s time to find out if you’re gonna be able to help me with that mission now or if we’ll have to wait six months before you can take the test again and take over for Jasper and that bastard, Finch.”
His absolute faith in me soothed my nerves. So did the reminder that I didn’t have to worry about getting hired by a law firm like my peers. I had a ready-made client who’d more than keep me on my toes between all the businesses the Silver Saints owned and the kind of trouble they found themselves in every time one of the single men fell for someone. And beyond that, the family I’d built with Kendrick meant everything to me. If it took another six months for me to pass the bar, then I’d just enjoy the heck out of my extra time with our children.
But as I pulled up my state bar applicant portal and squeezed my eyes shut as the exam results loaded, the loud whoop Kendrick let out told me that I’d been worried for nothing. I’d achieved my lifelong dream of becoming a lawyer…and had my celebration with my husband to look forward to that night.