The Devil of Downtown (Uptown Girls, #3)

by Joanna Shupe

She’s slipping away. Say something. Do something. You are going to lose her. He came around the desk and drew closer. “Mon ange,” he said quietly, “I only want to make things easier for you. I wasn’t attempting to corrupt you or take away your choices. But if I went too far, then I’ll stop. I won’t interfere in your cases any longer.”

This isn’t all one-sided. I feel just as off-balance and unsure of myself around you. But, I don’t want to give you up. Please, cara, do not leave me.”

This is not my world—it’s yours. And I do not like who I am becoming by remaining in it. Thank you for everything you’ve done, for every minute we have spent together. I’ll never forget you.”

You should have seen this coming. You should have prepared for this. Yes, he should have. He was Jack fucking Mulligan. He was never vulnerable.

“I broke things off with Jack Mulligan.”

She’s not what I pictured for you. Kind of plain.” He lifted a shoulder and scratched his jaw. “Sometimes the plain ones are better to fuck, though. They try harder in bed.” Jack’s blood roared in his veins and he struggled against the ropes once more. “You son of a bitch.”

Other than never telling Justine how he felt about her, he had no regrets about his life. He’d done the best he could with what he had—and considering Justine had left him, he knew she’d be just fine. She was better off without him in her life.

“You idiot. You should get out, move in with your lady and start having little Mulligans.”

I need advice.” “Does this have to do with my sister-in-law?” “I thought you and Florence weren’t married.” “Semantics. We’re as committed as any two people in possession of a piece of paper. Which means I think of her sisters as my family.”

“You know the woman with whom I now share my life. I’d lay aside a hundred kingdoms for that privilege.”