Justice

Loic is in the lawyer business for the cash. He's not some bleeding heart liberal willing to work pro bono like Justice Hibbideux. When a case comes along that pits old money against a poor bartender, Loic knows which side he'd rather be on. What silver-tongued Loic doesn't count on is some hoodoo magic, an unfortunate speech impediment, and learning that Justice is just the kind of man he wants to be, and wants in his bed. Can Loic find a way to tell Justice what he needs?