She had to be under a spell.
Kat McMaster didn't believe in magic but if she did, it was obvious Julien Devereaux had put the whammy on her. She should have fired the fool, thrown his ass out into the street for conflict of interest, insubordination—a litany of sins she couldn't begin to list.
Instead she'd practically handed him the keys to the kingdom.
Kat shook her head as she burst out of the doors and back into the high humidity, the thick air clogging her lungs as she struggled to understand the momentary insanity she'd slid into
Let him lead the renovations. Shut the casino and most of the hotel for weeks.
She trotted over the gangplank, enjoying the sway of the boards under her feet. The heated night air tore at her and forced her to slow down.
Kat stopped at one of the lampp
