Chapter Seventy Three

He never brought up the topic of them since that day at her office. She had more important things on her mind so he just focused on helping.

But today, when her father was being buried. Jensen was totally stunned by Katherine's appearance that morning.

Not only was she wearing a curve hugging black suit with a flirty little frill at the bottom of her skirt— drawing attention to the feminine shapeliness of her calves, fine ankles, and feet shod in sexy black high heels— but her hair was…positively mesmerising.

He had arrived at her parents house the previous day so he could help ensure that things went well and all throughout breakfast he could not stop looking at her hair.

Since her father's death she wore it in pigtails or scaped into a knot, tightly confined, with a hat or cap crammed over it more often than not. It had been a while since he had seen it like this—lustrous dark waves springing softly from her head,