Chapter 10
Karin
“So how was New Orleans?” Samantha’s voice on my phone fills with mischievous excitement.
I laugh awkwardly. “Uh … well, I’m actually still there, um, here.”
It’s been ten days since the plane touched down in New Orleans, and the thought of taking off for New York City and my tiny apartment has barely entered my thoughts. James has been busy dazzling me, and I’ve been active … getting attached.
I’ve seen every museum and historical site, drunk generations-old wine, and toured the Bayou in a fan boat. I’ve tasted absinthe and gone on haunted house tours. I’m dressed in silk; I have diamond studs in my ears.
If James isn’t trying to keep me, he’s doing a damn good job of faking it.
“What? What about your court case against Terry? What about your apartment?” She sounds
