His eyes darkened the moment they landed on her.
Slowly, deliberately, his gaze traveled from the top of her head down to her feet, taking in every detail of the black dress. Jacqueline felt the intensity of that look like a physical touch.
Before she could react, she noticed someone approaching behind him. Damien noticed it too.
Without a word, he shrugged off his coat. Crossing the short distance between them, he draped it around her shoulders, covering the exposed skin of her back before stepping to her side, his hands sliding casually into his pockets.
A second later, Alexandre entered the room with a sly smirk stretched across his face. Charlotte and Cécile followed behind him.
They greeted Jacqueline warmly. She fist-bumped Alexandre with an easy smile before pulling Charlotte into a hug. When it came to Cécile, Jacqueline hesitated slightly, unsure if the older woman would welcome such familiarity.
Cécile solved the dilemma by pulling her into a firm embrace herself.
