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through wasn’t in her favor. But it didn’t stop her. There were security guards and everything at Redrock, and Luna-freaking-Whiterose was not going to keep Tess from supporting her man.
    However, thirty minutes later, when she sashayed her killer dress and her opened-toed glittering, gold high heels into Redrock, and then further into the intimate, darkened bar — she was floored to see Steven sitting at a table with his head hanging between his hands.
    She’d intended to text Vincent and tell him she was close by. That way he could cool off before he came to her, but now she quickly skirted toward the bar praying Steven wouldn’t look up. She skipped her gaze around looking for Luna … nope. Hmm, that didn’t look good for Steven did it? She glanced at the long bar and saw it wasn’t very full so she scooted toward it, intending to stay out of Steven’s eyesight.
    “What could be wrong?” she muttered, setting her purse on the bar top and unwinding her wrap. Another quick peek through the crowd showed Steven still looking as if he was heads down going to cry.
    “No one showed.”
    Tess held back a tiny gasp, turning to look up at Cabe. He was a surprise. “Umm...” she mumbled.
    Cabe’s gaze drifted over her and he looked stormy, as in tightened jaw and glittering gaze with auras of heightened emotions. “Fuck, that dress,” he uttered as his mahogany charged eyes moved over her slowly again, making her blush. “First spandex, now this.” His hand raked over his lighter blond entwined over darker blond streaked hair.
    She’d just opened her mouth to ask him what he meant by his first comment, and thereby bypassing his second, and to ask him why he was there, when he added. “The concert busted.”
    Her eyes widened as she wondered how he knew or cared. “It did?” she asked disbelieving, but really if she’d thought about it at all, which she hadn’t, she’d have guessed ruin.
    Cabe moved closer and they both leaned against the bar. “Wasn’t twenty people there,” Cabe told her in a low voice.
    “Wow.” She peeked at Steven again, still with his head hanging. Wow.
    Then Cabe blew her mind. “That’s my wife over there. Way in back. Lip locked with the fucking mayor...”
    Tess grabbed Cabe’s arm, stunned, leaning into him to look over his shoulder. She had to do it on her tiptoes, but her four inch heels helped. “Cabe,” she exclaimed, looking and seeing a pretty brunette lady with a stylish, short haircut, wearing an evening gown that had a very bare back, and who was practically in Mayor Tilly’s lap. Mayor Tilly, who everyone knew was a love them and leave them, dog.
    “Oh, I’m so sorry,” she whispered against Cabe’s very stiff shoulder. “You followed them to the concert?” she guessed.
    She felt his head nod, and she watched his wife ungluing her attention from the Mayor to look around. Cabe’s wife’s gaze roamed … Tess started to warn Cabe she’d see him, when Tess saw it was too late. His wife’s gaze jerked back to Cabe’s broad back with Tess looking over his shoulder.
    Tess jumped backward. “Shoot,” she blurted. Cabe’s face was very close turned down to look at her. “She’s seen you,” Tess warned him in a whisper, and she saw raw pain tensing across his features.
    Damn them, damn all cheaters to hell, she thought.
    Suddenly, Cabe grabbed her, pulling her on tottering heels against the hard line of his body. His hand gripped her chin, pressing it upward, and then his mouth covered her lips. Holy hell! Cabe was kissing her! Protest was in her mind — one second before all her senses melted into a hot kiss from a really hot guy.
    Seconds later, she felt Cabe moving them around in a circle as they kissed. Then she heard an exclamation behind her. Cabe’s really nice mouth lifted from her lips, but he continued to hold her against him, as she dazedly looked at Cabe’s wife glaring daggers at them.
    “How dare you kiss my husband!” Cabe’s wife