Kat's head spun.
This was happening, going to happen, is happen—
She was prepared to deal with rejection from both men. Maybe laughter from Julien before he strode out to find himself a sweet young thing on Bourbon Street; a muted chuckle from Cole before he admonished her and traded places with the dumpy little man who smelled of celery.
Instead Cole was kissing her and it was soft, so soft and careful as if she were made of crystal about to shatter at any minute.
Her pulse pounded in her ears, the throbbing surging south along her spine to her core.
A pair of hands landed on her hips and steadied her as she wavered, her balance lost in the sensual kiss.
"I'll make sure you don't fall." Julien murmured in her ear. She smelled his cologne, mixed with Cole's musky scent.
Cole pulled
