That Summer at the Shore. Callie Endicott

chicken and took it to the porch to eat and watch the sky.

      The gall of the guy.

      Jamie stabbed a spinach leaf, only to drop her fork in disgust.

      The one positive was her speech to Zack, declaring she’d never sell, which had been the entire point of going to Mar Vista in the first place. Her jangled nerves relaxed. She’d wanted him to understand the land was hers, no matter what, and she’d said it in no uncertain terms and loud enough that some of his employees had heard it, too.

      Mission accomplished.

      She leaned back in her chair and began eating again, her good humor restored. It had cost her more than two hours, but was worth every minute.

      CHAPTER FIVE

      KIM SIGNED THE last letter her assistant had given her, tossed the pen aside and gazed through the window at her view of the Golden Gate Bridge.

      It was noon on a Friday and she was done for the week. Naturally, there was always something she could do, but lately she’d scaled back her workload, handing portions off to her junior partners. There had to be an advantage to having her own firm, such as reducing her hours to a reasonable number. It would be tough to meet anyone and get married while working a ninety-hour week, much less have children. And even if she didn’t ever have a family, what was the point if all her tombstone said was that she’d had a prominent law career?