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My gaze locked on Kavner.
Kavner Fury had his mouth on my bare breast.
His hand flexed on my hip.
“Kav,” I whispered.
He closed his eyes for a second, jaw tight, then stepped back. He looked disheveled, his shirt half undone.
“This isn’t over, London.”
I half turned, fixing my clothes.
He yanked his phone out. “What?” Then he dragged in a deep breath. “Sorry. What have you got?”
I slid off the table.
Right now, I was not going to focus on the fact that I’d made out with New Orleans’ favorite billionaire. I pressed my fingers to my eyes and tried to calm the swirling desire inside my belly. My skin was flushed, my breasts felt swollen.
God.
I straightened my shoulders and glanced over. Kavner was looking at me.
“Got it. Thanks, Linc.” He slipped the phone away. “Have you got another fancy dress?”
“What?” I was distracted by the triangle of skin at the base of his throat. His buttons were still undone.
“A fancy dress. Like the one you wore to the art auction.”
Quit drooling, London. “Why?”
He smiled, and I felt it in my belly.
“I love that suspicious tone of yours. My guy, actually he’s my brother Reath’s guy—”
“Reath is the one who owns Phoenix Security Services.”
“That’s him. They got a hit on someone associated with Platinum Holdings.”
My pulse spiked. “Already? Who?”
“His name is Spencer Bates.” Kavner’s lip curled. “A local ‘entrepreneur.’” He said the word with a side of disdain. “He founded a bunch of local startups, all to do with wellness. A hydration drink, a yoga program and app, some sort of health wearable. Anyway, he’s had a string of investments, and investors who never saw their money again. His parents are wealthy and keep bailing him out, so he keeps popping back up. He’s currently dating a local heiress, last I heard. Anyway, he’s linked to Platinum Holdings. Signed off on some paperwork for them.”
“What’s this got to do with a dress?”
Kavner’s smile widened. “Because he’ll be at a party tonight hosted by a local businessman. It happens that I have an invite.”
“Where’s the party?”
“Audubon Place.”
It figured. Audubon Place was a privately gated street near Tulane University, that contained some of the most expensive homes in the city.
“I have a dress.”
“Good. I’ll pick you up at seven.”
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