Chapter 5
Galen took his coffee and beignets and headed to his patio. Biscayne Bay was beautiful in the morning and he liked the view from his mansion. A huge ache in his body craved the morning cigarette, but Natalie’s words of concern last night encouraged him. Plus he’d promised his mother and family that he’d try to give them up for good.
The taste of Natalie’s sweet lips last night from their “date” as she’d called it was stronger than the craving.
He shouldn’t have kissed her. An employee was off limits, but he’d had a hard time remembering that last night, staring into her pretty blue eyes.
Peter, on his yacht, waved and jumped to the dock.
He wiped powdered sugar from his lips, and wished he’d finished his beignets before company. His chef made decent French dishes so he had
