I shake my head. “I’m just a guest,” I tell him.

“Who are you here with?”

“Lee Holden?”

He nods as if he knows him, or at least knows of him. “Oh, all right. I haven’t seen him in a while. How is Lee?”

“Good.”

He nods, but watches like he’s not satisfied with my answer. “And Tess?”

My eyes narrow on his handsome face, his eyes now glinting with something like mischief. “I wouldn’t know,” I answer tersely. “They divorced a while back.”

“Ah,” he says, but I can tell he already knew that. “What a pity.”

I don’t bother pretending to agree. Instead, I take a sip of my rum and Coke and turn my attention to my phone screen.

I get the impression if he still wanted my attention, he would have it, but he has plenty more people to talk to tonight, so he’s finished with me.

He stands, but before walking away, he says, “It was a pleasure meeting you, Georgia.”

My startled gaze jumps to his. “I didn’t give you my name.”

He smiles faintly, but walks away without another word.

Chapter Six

Lee

The night has nearly reached its end before I know it.

I’ve managed to get plenty of business out of the way, but at dinner, I got the distinct impression Georgia might be feeling ignored. Her mood had dipped considerably from where it was when we arrived.

After dinner, I talk to Lucian. His unlikely Constantine companion is dancing nearby, so I look around for my own date to possibly join her and socialize a bit.

I find Georgia at the edge of the room and wave her over. I’m certain she saw me, but she doesn’t come. Instead, she turns and leaves the room.

Georgia doesn’t get mad at me often, but she must be mad now. As soon as I’m finished talking with Lucian, I head off in search of her.

Before I find her, a woman I was speaking with earlier sees me and waves me over. She has had significantly more to drink at this point. Her tight black dress begs to be taken off as she flashes me an intimate smile and asks for a dance.

I take her out on the dance floor, but I won’t take her up on the rest of her offer. I’d never abandon Georgia to leave a party I brought her to with someone else, and meeting up with Heidi afterward would be sleazy—not to mention, we have a working relationship and I prefer not to mix business and pleasure.

As soon as I’m able to shake Heidi, I continue searching for Georgia, but I don’t have to look far. Unfortunately, she’s in the corner of the same room—where it’s quite possible she saw that dance.

She’s also not alone.