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Chapters (50)
  1. Dedication
  2. About This Book
  3. CHAPTER ONE
  4. CHAPTER TWO
  5. CHAPTER THREE
  6. CHAPTER FOUR
  7. CHAPTER FIVE
  8. CHAPTER SIX
  9. CHAPTER SEVEN
  10. CHAPTER EIGHT
  11. CHAPTER NINE
  12. CHAPTER TEN
  13. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  14. CHAPTER TWELVE
  15. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  16. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  17. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  18. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  19. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  20. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  21. CHAPTER NINTEEN
  22. CHAPTER TWENTY
  23. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  32. CHAPTER THIRTY
  33. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  34. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  42. CHAPTER FORTY
  43. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  44. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
  45. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
  46. CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
  47. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
  48. CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
  49. CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
  50. CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

“Refresh my memory, Regis,” Cat said slyly. “How did we meet last time?”

The man’s already ruddy cheeks took on a ruby red hue. He cleared his throat. “Well, as best as I can recollect, we met right here on the dance floor.”

“Mmm hmm. And how did our introduction go?” Cat tapped a finger to her chin, knowing full well how it went.

“Well, ma’am. I had gotten a little handsy, and you fairly warned me before punching me square in the face.”

“That does sound familiar. How are your hands now?” Cat asked.

Paige choked on her Cosmo. “Went down the wrong pipe. Sorry,” she gasped.

“These hands don’t wander anymore. I can promise you that. I was feeling particularly low that day, had too much to drink, and acted a fool,” Regis announced. “But thanks to that bell ringer I’ve cleaned up my act.”

“Well, I am happy to hear that, Regis,” Cat said.

“I was wondering if I could buy you ladies a round as an apology?”

Cat eyed her companions. “Apology drinks accepted.”

CHAPTER NINTEEN

CHAPTER NINTEEN

Cat was at the bottom of her third Cosmo and feeling no pain. She’d given up not staring and watched Noah watch her. The Workshop was busy, crowded and noisy with neighbors finally able to blow off a little steam now that the figurative cavalry had arrived with hope for the future. Her mother and Paige were exchanging stories about Gabby’s day, but Cat had trouble dragging her blurry focus away from those green eyes across the bar.

When Cat finally returned her attention to her empty glass and its “Nothing Says Christmas Like Merry” cocktail napkin, Noah rose from his stool and shrugged into his wool coat. He shook hands with Henry and then Drake and headed for the door. He stopped at nearly every table between the bar and the door, exchanging greetings, shaking hands. And when he got to the door, his eyes found hers.

Was she imagining the subtle nod? The pointed look?

Noah Yates was inviting her outside. Perhaps she would have the opportunity to kick his ass in an alley tonight. She’d save the hit and run for when she was sober.

“Excuse me, ladies,” Cat said, sliding off her stool. She didn’t bother taking her coat. She didn’t need witnesses. She headed in the direction of the restrooms and then doubled back toward the front door when she was sure Paige and Angela were distracted.

The night sky was a navy-blue carpet of stars in the crisp cold. Cat crossed her arms over her chest and stared up. The noise and company of the bar behind her, nothing but the silence of a winter night in front of her.

“Hey.” Noah leaned against the brick façade, hands shoved in his coat pockets. The word came out in a cloud of breath.

“Hey yourself.”

“Got a minute?” he asked.