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sister, before I join you." He glanced at Clare again before disappearing with Slade into the backroom.
    "New man?" she wondered as Angel joined them.
    "I guess you could say that."
    "He's cute."
    "So I've noticed," Angel replied with a wink. "It's good to see you. What brings you in town?"
    "I couldn't stay away any longer."
    "New Orleans is a hard city to resist."
    "Hey, you should join us." Angel raised her eyebrows in question. "Julia and I…and Kate," Clare gave the redhead a sidelong glance, "are going out for a night on the town."
    "Sounds like a lot of fun, but…" Angel glanced toward the back room where Detective Hottie was with Mr. Muscles.
    "C'mon. When was the last time you had a girls' night out? I know I desperately need it, and from what I've heard about the crap going on here, you both need it, too." Angel hesitated and Kate still seemed dubious. "Pleeease."
    Angel looked her over, a little too critically for Clare's comfort. She lifted her hand to her mouth, casually trying to cover her still swollen lip.
    "You're right," Angel said. "I could use a night out with the girls. What do you say, Kate?"
    "It's Bourbon Street…" Kate replied with a groan.
    Angel grinned. "Perfect. We'll be anonymous. It'll be like going on vacation."
    From what Julia had told her, even though the famous street was only blocks away, the locals rarely ventured there. "C'mon, when was the last time you enjoyed a good frat party?" she asked Kate.
    "Last year. In college."
    "Gah. I forgot you were so young. Okay, when was the last time you watched me enjoy a good frat party? I might even show you my boobs."
    Kate smiled. "Fine, I'll go. But I'm not holding anyone's hair when they puke."
    "Fair enough." She threw an arm around each woman. "I'm so glad you guys are coming. This is going to be so much fun!"
    "What is?" Julia stood in the doorway, the deep red of the velvet curtains behind her a beautiful contrast against her dark brown hair and tan skin. Wearing a black cocktail dress and platform heels, Clare was once again shocked by how beautiful she looked. Not that Julia hadn't always been beautiful, but now she was radiant. Plus, the plunging neckline of her dress was downright daring. A year ago, Julia would've been in a sweater and jeans.
    Clare glanced at the other women. Actually, everyone looked great—Kate in a pin-stripe mini, black tank, and knee-high boots, and Angel in high-waisted shorts paired with a fitted white top and polka dot heels. Together, they represented a wide spectrum of fashion: classy, Goth, pin-up, and Clare in steampunk. There was even a brunette, a redhead, a blond, and a blue.
    "Angel and Kate are coming with us."
    "Fun." Something in Julia's tone told her "fun" wasn't actually the word she had in mind. And the cool way she regarded Angel told Clare she must have left out some details when recounting the previous week's drama.
    She wasn't going to let it spoil the evening. "Great! I'm ready whenever."
    "Just give me five minutes." Angel turned and headed for the back.
    "Julia, you might want to put away the skunk eye," Clare said once Angel disappeared.
    "I don't know what you're talking about."
    "Please. If your eyeballs could turn into daggers they'd jump out of your sockets and Norman Bates Angel. Anything wrong?"
    "No. Everything's fine." Again, her tone and words didn't match.
    "You're a horrible liar. Well, just save the bitch slapping for after I've had a few drinks. That way I'll find it entertaining."

 
     
     
     
    Chapter Four
     
     
    Kevin had his back to her when Angel entered the office, and jumped when she touched him.
    "Don't be so nervous," she whispered in his ear. "I don't bite."
    "That's not what I hear." The way he purred the words made her lick her lips.
    He looked fabulous. All previous signs of fatigue erased, his rugged good looks and firm, masculine body made her want to tell Clare "some other time" and show him how much fun biting could be.
    Slade cleared his throat,