Several more minutes passed with painful slowness as the reality set in that Colt was not coming. He probably wasn’t here to see her at all; it was just a coincidence. Jaw clenched, Nicolette turned her attention back to the panel at hand. But, try as she might, it was impossible to keep her mind from wandering back to the star of not just blockbuster movies, but several of her most recent night time fantasies.
Lettie desperately wanted to take her phone out and blast him with text messages, but there was no way that her pride would allow for that. What would she even say that didn’t make her sound like a crazy woman? Instead, she took several deep, cleansing breaths and re-centered herself, before spending the rest of her day hustling. Schmoozing was not her strong suit; she’d always dep
