Cat arrived at the restaurant early to soak up her last day of vacation and wait for Nicholas. He’d said he had a morning appointment he couldn’t change, but would meet her for brunch after he landed. He’d cleared the day to be with her.
The following day, she’d be gone.
She sipped on her coffee, trying to push that thought out of her head.
A man at the threshold sauntered into view. She knew that form. It couldn’t be.
Jack.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
He smiled as he crossed the carpeted floor toward her table by the window. “Hello, Cat. You look fabulous.”
He was the last person she’d expected to see. “Jack, what are you doing here?”
He pulled the only other chair at the table close to her and sat. “I came to see you.”
“I can see that.”
He leaned forward and clasped her hand. “
