Chapter 19

NOLEN'S POV
Of many things that happened tonight, I never thought of expecting to find Lucinda Castello standing outside my door, one hand raised awkwardly with the other on her cocked right hip while she struggled to keep the plate under her arm from falling.
She swayed on unsteady feet, eyes half-lidded as she attempted what was probably meant to be a sultry pose. When the plate slipped, and she had to push it back up under her arm, I thought she was going to give up, but undeterred, she pushed her hip out even more, steadied her slipping arm on her hip - or tried to. The result was a mess.