Chapter 251

They had borrowed Juliet’s glass staircase for a cocaine display, like she had done for our housewarming party.

Jess, however, was stuck on the phone, getting an update on the Infinity Houston situation. Things were progressing, but we still had mostly unanswered questions. So we were in the unenviable situation of just having to sit tight and keep the Houston Hooker House buttoned up for the time being.

"I love cooking with you," Kat said as we started plating the eight separate appetizer dishes.

"I’m glad we’ve been doing it more," I said and smiled at her, ladling a circle of rich, spicy tomato sauce into a shallow bowl.

Kat followed behind me, spooning in perfectly fried potatoes. I leaned in over her and squeezed garlicky aioli in a crisscross pattern over the top. Kat finished the patatas bravas with a delicate sprinkle of parsley.

"I hope they’re on-time," she said, "or these will get soggy. And they’re so perfe