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“This is a pretty standard setting,” she said, “but when you have gems this beautiful you don’t need anything fancy, nor would Caroline want it.”
“A friend of yours?”
“Yes. She makes those wind chimes I sell in my shop. And runs a cafe called Three Girls Roasting Company. Best coffee around. Don’t tell my sister.”
“Is it a place like your sister’s diner?”
“Not really. Natalie is all about food and her diner serves three meals daily. Caroline’s place is all about the coffee, and she only has a few food items to complement it.” Jinx took the box with the ring and set it in what he now saw was a little vault.
“Do you have insurance?” he asked, knowing the gems in that ring were the real deal.
“Sure do. And an alarm on the garage and house.” She walked to another section and showed him a detailed wax carving of yacht. “This will be cast in silver. It’s for my new boating and water sport series to be sold at Bajinx.”
“I noticed those when I was there. I didn’t know you were into that.”
“Well, the yachting crowd will be coming around and they like this sort of thing.” She glanced up at him. “Hey, some of them might even be customers of yours.”
He shook his head. “I envy you working with something you can hold in your hands. Everything I do is so abstract and cerebral.”
“Turning money into more money—that’s what you do, right?”
“I guess that would be one way of looking at it.”
“But you must like it. I mean, you are obviously good at it. And it was originally your father’s business, so that must mean something to you personally.”
His stomach soured at the mention of his father. Logan had no idea how much Jinx knew about his family or the things that happened to him after he and Victor were no longer friends. Luckily, Teddy barked from somewhere in the house and the doorbell rang. Saved by the bell.
“There’s the pizza,” he said.
They both hustled back through the house to the front door. Logan tried to pay, but Jinx would not let him. The subject of his father and the business was forgotten while they ate at the kitchen table, instead chatting about things like her metal smithing methods and of course food.
When they finished, Logan wondered if he should just go, but he wanted so badly to get his hands on her again, craved it like an addict.
As if in answer to his wish, her client called and said he would not make it tonight to pick up the commissioned engagement ring.
Jinx sat across from him at the table. Her thoughts must have been running in a similar path as his because she studied him a moment and then said, “So, what is going on with us, Logan? Why are you here?”
“I wanted to get your purse back to you.”
“You could have sent a messenger with it. I know you big shots do that kind of thing all the time.”
He smirked. “Yeah, okay, I wanted to see you again. Figured maybe our ‘one day’ could be two so it might be easier to let go.”
“Let go?”
“You are going to make me work for this, aren’t you?”
She shrugged and pursed her luscious lips that had no makeup on them today but were just as rosy and inviting as last night, and Logan’s little man in his pants stood at attention.
“I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” he said, his tone quiet, serious. “Couldn’t get any work done—and I have always been the man with the laser focus. I guess the memories that keep surfacing have something to do with it, but mostly it is just, well…it’s you, Jinx.”
Her eyes widened, but other than that she sat looking at him, saying nothing.
Embarrassed now by his confession and her silent response, Logan stood and grabbed his suit jacket. “I should go.”
“No. Don’t go.” Jinx snatched his jacket from his hands and tossed it on the chair. She bunched his shirt in her fists and tugged him to her, sliding her arms over his shoulders as she kissed him hard.
Like a wildfire that suddenly caught a spark, the two of them tore at each other’s clothing, their mouths only parting for the briefest moment, then meeting again with an urgency Logan felt deep in his soul.
