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I wasn’t entirely sure why I’d come tonight. I guess I’d thought that seeing Kavner in his own setting might give me some insights.
I saw Dante Fury. He definitely had the dark-and-broody thing going on. He was talking with Colton, who was a little taller and leaner, with a scowl on his face. I kept scanning around. Ah, there were Beauden and Reath. I had to admit, they sure were something. They were all attractive in different ways. Beauden had the rough, bad-boy look, but there was nothing boyish about him. Reath was handsome, with darker skin and a muscular body. I wondered if he had some Louisiana Creole heritage, like me. At first glance, he just looked like any handsome, well-dressed man. But then I noted the way he watched the crowd—alert and assessing. Hmm. There was more to him than his handsome face suggested.
One brother was notably missing. The one I wanted most to see.
My belly did a weird flip. For work purposes, of course. The more I learned about Kavner Fury, the more it would help me pinpoint exactly what bad deeds he was up to.
“Looking for me?”
The deep, masculine voice shivered through me, hitting spots it really shouldn’t. I turned.
And ran into a hard chest covered in a snow-white shirt that probably cost more than I got paid in a week. His black tuxedo jacket accented wide shoulders and trim hips.
For a man who spent a lot of time at a desk, or in a boardroom, or wining and dining, he sure kept in shape.
“Mr. Fury.”
“Agent Coleman.” His lips tilted. “Fancy meeting you here.”
“I heard this evening was a charity event.”
“That’s right.”
“What charity?”
His smile turned wicked. “You think I’m going to keep the money for myself?”
I cocked a brow. His cologne hit me—something that made me think of waves crashing, and thunderstorms.
“The charities we’re supporting are Northstar, and Access Art. Both are very good at what they do. They’ll spend the money well. Come.” He held out his arm. “I’ll show you around. You look far too good in that dress to stay in the corner.”
I hesitated, reluctant to touch him.
“Afraid?” he taunted quietly.
Ugh. I never backed down from anything. Lexxie said it was my biggest weakness.
I slipped my arm through his, and felt the muscles in his arm. Sensation zinged up my own arm, and I tried to ignore it.
“Everything on offer tonight comes from local producers. We wanted to showcase local businesses, and what our great state has to offer.”
I made a non-committal noise. I actually thought that was a great idea.
“Are you enjoying your stay in New Orleans?” he asked.
“I grew up here.”
“Really?”
“Yes. My parents are Louisiana Creole.”
“Wonderful. Such a rich history. You’ll want to try some of the Bayou Spiced Rum. It’s been infused with spices inspired by Louisianan Creole baking.”
“That sounds great.”
He stopped at a table, and the older woman on the other side flashed Kavner a smile.
“Two please, Marie.”
