Turn On A Dime - Kade's Turn by Tiffany Snow

and her entire body relaxed. Interesting. So she felt enough for Blane to be upset that he’d bring another woman here.
    Kade nipped that thought in the bud. It wasn’t like she was in love with him. Any woman would be pissed. Their pride demanded it. It had nothing to do with what feelings she may or may not have for him.
    “Oh my God!”
    They both turned to see another waitress standing by the bar, her eyes glued to Blane and the blonde.
    “Isn’t that your boyfriend?” she asked Kathleen, appalled.
    Kade winced at the designation. If some woman called him her “boyfriend,” he’d slit his fucking throat. Or hers.
    Kathleen and the waitress started talking, their heads together, and Kade watched as the waitress approached Blane’s table a few moments later, then hurried back to report to Kathleen. Throwing her shoulders back, she walked to the table.
    The three of them talked for a minute and Kade couldn’t hear them, but he could see perfectly well when Kathleen dumped an entire glass of ice water right in Blane’s lap. Kade had just taken a sip of coffee and damn near spit the whole thing out.
    Kathleen was making tracks back to the bar, high-fiving the waitress when she got there, and sent a quick glance Kade’s way. What else could he do but raise his mug in silent toast to the size of the balls she had to possess to pull off a stunt like that. Blane was never going to hear the end of it, courtesy of Kade.
    Kade watched in silent amusement as Blane hustled the blonde and his soaked slacks out the door. Yeah, it was below freezing out there. Have fun with that.
    By the time closing rolled around, Kade’d had enough coffee to keep him awake half the night. Kathleen hadn’t said a word beyond refilling his cup and she headed to the back for what he assumed were more supplies. But after several minutes, she hadn’t returned. Uneasy, Kade was just getting ready to head back there when she reappeared carrying several bottles.
    Her face and neck were flushed and she wouldn’t look at him. Her lips were pink and swollen and he could read the signs of arousal on her as though she held a flashing neon sign.
    “Christ,” he groused. “Blane couldn’t stay away, could he.” Not that Kade could blame him. Knowing Kathleen had just been making out with Blane in the back room was enough to give him an uncomfortable niggle of jealousy. “Blane doesn’t usually do something so stupid,” he continued, irritated at her, at Blane, and now at himself.
    “He made sure he wasn’t seen,” she said.
    Her defense of Blane only pissed him off more. “You don’t know that. And neither does he. It was a dumb move.”
    She didn’t reply, just grabbed a rag and started wiping down the bar.
    “We’re going to have to fix it,” he continued, an idea forming in his head. An idea she wasn’t going to like and one Blane would hate, but hey, what he didn’t know…
    “How?” she asked.
    Kade’s lips twisted. “Ever pick up a customer, princess?” Of course she hadn’t. Little Miss Innocent would be shocked at the idea of a one night stand. But she got the message, judging by the appalled look on her face.
    Yeah, that wasn’t a blow to his pride or anything.
    He held her coat for her and she obediently slid her arms into the sleeves, hurrying to retrieve her purse from under the bar. The waitress caught up with her and they started talking in an undertone, both of them shooting glances his way. Kade’s lips lifted in a one-sided smile.
    The waitress headed out the front and Kade herded Kathleen toward the back. Just before she reached for the door, he grabbed her arm.
    “Try to make it look good,” he said, “or at least, believable.”
    Confusion was written in her eyes as she looked at him, but she nodded, heading outside and locking the door behind her. And maybe Kade could be honest enough with himself that his pulse was racing in anticipation of what was coming.
    He scanned the alley. Not only was no one