watched as she argued about whatever ingredient they’d gotten wrong.
What had he seen in her that night? Well, besides the obvious desperation to have a date for the evening. Nate’s number was called, so he stood to get his food. Katie was still arguing, and Nate wished he could just leave before it got out of hand. Flashes from the day before came to mind. Being with Allison had been completely different. She seemed to genuinely care about what he said, and not what she could get out of him.
Katie dropped her tray on the table and huffed. “I can’t believe they got the bread wrong. I’ve been here too many times for them to bring something different.”
“Sorry.” Nate took a bite of his French fry. “So, do you work nearby, then?”
She waved her hand. “I work next door. I just hate the food, so I wait until I’m off my shift to get food somewhere else.”
“Makes sense, I guess.” Nate took a big bite of his hamburger, trying to finish quickly. The sooner he could get out of there, the better.
Kate rattled off about everything she hated about Italian food, and Nate bit his tongue so he couldn’t ask why she would work there if she hated the food. After seeing how she went after the employees, he knew he didn’t want to be on her bad side.
As soon as Nate took the last bite of his burger, he crumpled up his napkin and dropped it on his tray. “I’d love to stay and chat, but I need to get home and unpack. It was great seeing you again.”
“You’re already leaving? I thought we’d catch a movie.” Katie’s hurt expression didn’t quite match the anger in her eyes.
“Sorry. I have movers coming in the morning, and I need to make room for the boxes.” Nate stood.
“I could come and help you. I’m great at unpacking.” Her smile was more predatory than friendly, and Nate knew it was time to go.
He smiled. “I’ll have you over when everything is done. I’d hate to have you see how it looks right now.”
Katie pouted. “Fine. But you better call.”
Nate dropped off his tray and waved as he left. He wouldn’t be calling her anytime soon. He took the steps down the subway and waited for the next train back to his apartment.
The small studio welcomed him home. The boxes called to him, but he pulled out a chair and got to work on the assignments Debra had given him. They may have been smaller accounts, but they were still clients, and he was determined to be the best agent they’d ever had.
Chapter 4
Allison checked her hair one more time and smoothed down her skirt. The bar was already full, and her stomach wanted to rebel. She could do this. She’d performed countless times since high school, and this was no different. Okay, so this time was in front of adults, and most of them had probably had too much to drink.
Eddie’s voice sounded over the microphone, and the butterflies in Allison’s stomach only got worse. He introduced her, and she pushed herself out onto the stage before she could back out. Lights blinded her, making it hard to see the crowd. She wanted to hug Eddie for making it easier on her.
The outgoing part of her took over and helped squelch the nerves. She could do this. She smiled and sat on the stool provided. “Hey, everyone. Thank you for coming tonight. And thanks to Eddie for giving me this shot. Now, who’s ready for this?”
The crowd went wild, helping Allison’s adrenaline as she started into the first song. She went with a few well-known songs before moving into her own songs. Adele was a personal favorite, and her songs helped show off Allison’s voice more than other artists. As she sang, she could hear whistles and cheers, but otherwise, it was just her and the microphone.
As she moved into her own song, the crowd quieted. It was exactly what she’d hoped for. The song was slow and soulful, and she wanted them to feel it. After she’d belted out the last few lines, the room was quiet for a moment, then burst into an explosion of