The moment Jason’s voice cut through the air, Gigi swore the glittering ballroom grew smaller. Her breath snagged in her throat, her heartbeat rushing so loudly she almost didn’t hear the gasp of a woman nearby.
Jason Carter stood there, tall, immovable, every line of his frame taut with controlled fire. His eyes locked on Jonathan with the kind of focus that could burn.
Jonathan, by contrast, looked maddeningly calm. His faint smile never wavered, as if Jason’s presence were little more than an amusing footnote in his evening. The contrast made the air between them snap like a wire pulled too tight.
“Mr. Reed,” Jason said again, slower this time, like he wanted every syllable to linger. “Didn’t expect to see you here.”
Jonathan adjusted the cuff of his jacket. “New York is a small cit
