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Instead, I walked alone.
Logan Rich has never, and will never, be my friend.
“Hold on. You said meeting.” I frown up at Logan, towering above my desk chair. “You work with engines and tinker with weird eco-fuel stuff. What are you doing here? Is it about Project Vex?”
“You listen to me as well as take interest in my wardrobe choices now, then?” He grins.
I shake my head and turn back to my screen, but Logan spins my chair back around. My eyes are level with his tie. It’s nicer than I first noticed. It’s got a fine copper thread running through it. I doubt he picked it himself. He’s probably got a personal stylist that does that for him. That’s what rich people have, right? And a personal chef and trainer.
He runs his hand down his tie, then puts both hands in his pockets, which causes his suit pants to pull across his groin area, and… oh god… dick outline. I choke back a gag and avert my gaze.
“I’m here to talk to Eve about the eco-fuelstuffI tinker with.”
“So, you mean you’re not here to finally sell your story?”
His brow furrows.
“About what it’s like to be the first human trial patient for a personality transplant with a baboon?” I smile sweetly.
The corners of his lips twitch. “Oh, Smiles. Your investigative powers need some work… It’s a walrus.”
His green eyes hold mine as if he’s daring me to continue our little spat, or whatever this is. I don’t know why, but I get drawn into them whenever he’s around. It’s like he gets a perverse pleasure out of trying to push my buttons.
But not today.
Logan Rich is not winning today.
Chloe’s shrill laugh cuts between us, and Logan turns to her. She flicks her blonde hair over her shoulder.
Here we go.
“I can show you to Eve’s office and let her know you’re here?” Chloe offers with an over-enthusiastic smile.
I don’t point out that Logan will have checked in at reception and been offered to be shown to Eve’s office. And he likely declined because he already knows his way around from his previous visit.
Chloe knows this.
“That’s really kind, Chloe. Thank you.” Logan smiles at her, and she lights up like a Christmas tree.
I rein in my disgusted grunt. Even my intelligent, political correspondent friend isn’t immune.
Logan looks at my phone on the desk faster than I can bat him away or cover it. His lips twitch and one eyebrow quirks as he reads the title of the audiobook I was listening to—My Hot Billionaire Daddy.
I bite back the excuse on the tip of my tongue about it being the story of a father/daughter relationship during a freak tropical heatwave. I will not allow Logan Rich or anyone else to make me feel embarrassed about what I read or listen to. This is a modern female right of empowerment. Besides, it’s an amazing book.
I arch a challenging brow at him, waiting for his smart retort. But instead, he winks at me.
“See you later, Smiles.”
He walks away with Chloe, leaving some fresh and spicy smelling expensive cologne lingering behind him. Her giggle rings out around the office as they stop in front of Eve’s door. Eve opens it with a flourish and sweeps Logan inside after a kiss on each cheek like she’s greeting a lifelong friend.
I glance around the office. All eyes are on Eve’s office doorway. They drop away the minute the door clicks closed.
Ridiculous.
I pull my earbuds from my purse and put them back in again.
“Don’t marry him. Marry me. I’m nothing without you. I’ll trade every dollar I have to see you look at me again the way you once did.”
