Julien saw Kat the second she stepped in the room, the sashay of her hips calling him like a moth to the flame. His world narrowed to seeing her and her alone as she picked out an empty table and strolled to it with an attitude, as if she owned the place.
Which she did.
She settled into the chair with a regal look to the stage, glancing over the band as if she hadn't seen him and wasn't going to acknowledge he was there.
He knew better.
She might have come in to inspect her possessions but she'd heard him and come straight to him as if he were the Pied Piper of old.
Her guard dog was there as well, the man's lips twisted into a disapproving look as he joined her to listen to the rest of the set.
Henri, the bass player, noticed his distraction and gave him a sly wink and a nod of appr
