CHAPTER 23
Roger wrinkled up his brow. Juliette hadn’t acted normally since their first conversation about the hotel district two weeks earlier. He studied the way she picked at her greens. He thought back as far as he could and finally decided the last time she ordered a salad at a restaurant was right after she delivered Kennedy and wanted to get back to her pre-pregnancy weight, which still remained elusive almost two decades later. “Is that really all you’re going to eat?” he asked.
Juliette frowned into her plate. “I’m going on a diet. If I work at it, I figure I can drop ten pounds by New Year’s.”
Roger put down his rib and wiped barbecue sauce off his chin. “You know you don’t need to do that. You’re gorgeous just the way you are.”
Juliette took a sip of water. “I’ve decided it’
