Sitting across from Matt, AJ crossed her shapely legs. With every wag of her foot, he could see the tell-tale red sole of her Christian Louboutin black leather pumps.
Unsmiling, Matt stared at her and said, �You look fit, AJ. Doing pilates?�
�Cut the crap,� she snarled. �You want the alimony checks to stop?� Matt�s ears perked up with his interest.
�I need your help to close a deal,� she said.
�How?�
�My client only deals with married couples, so I need a pretend husband.�
�Charlie?� volunteered Matt.
�He flinches,� she said.
�No I don�t,� Charlie said as he flinched.