Chapter Thirteen
A table for four was set with crystal and Jocelyn’s china, not old world stuffy but trendy pattern she’d picked up on a business trip to Greece. There was an elegant Asian pate ready to be served in the adjacent salon. The mood was set, romantic perhaps, mysterious without question.
All on Reggie’s instructions, Jocelyn arranged the meal for Will, Alexandra, Reggie and herself. It would be an intimate affair among friends, but the first time since Jocelyn and Alex’s secrets were discovered that they’d all been together.
The redhead mistress of Reggie’s domain was wary.
“Just a pleasant evening. You’re being paranoid if you think there’s something more,” her husband informed her. “You’re a suspicious woman.” He shook his head as he walked away.
Of course she was suspic
