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Nodding before I turn for the door, I mutter a tight, submissive, “Understood.”
“Stitch up that bleeding heart and don’t let your emotions cloud the truth,” he says when I place one hand on the doorframe. “We’re doing great things, Logan. You’ll see.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Penelope
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Logan’s voice booms from the entrance of his office.
I finish setting an enormous vase filled with extravagant pink flowers on the corner of his desk and then swipe my hands together. “Adding the pièce de résistance, of course.”
A proud smile curves my lips when I turn to find his mouth slack with his suit jacket hanging from one hand and his coffee in the other. “No, no, no.”
I flick a flamingo bobblehead wearing sunshades and a Hawaiian shirt. “What, is pink not your color?”
When he spots the set of plush suede chairs behind me, his gaze turns nuclear.
“Oh! Here, let me fix that.” I take the paper cup from his hand before pouring what remains into a hot pink ‘Little Miss Bossy Pants’ mug. His eyes cross when I boop his nose. “There you go. All better.”
He forcefully sets the cup down on his desk, sloshing some of the liquid onto the heart-shaped desk mat. “You’ve lost your mind if you think I’m keeping all this in here.”
While he sifts through stacks of glittery file folders, fuzzy feather pens, and pink sticky notes, I sashay past my equally decked out workspace to the light switch at the front of the room.
“You haven’t even seen the best part.” I flip the overhead lights off and the dimmer switch on, and squeal, “Glitter lights!”
They swathe the room in a warm pink and white glow, and I clap excitedly, thoroughly enjoying the scowl I’m rewarded.
“Turn them off, Pen.”
I do as he’s asked, pouting at his unusually sour attitude. “Oh, come on. This place needed some life, and luckily for you, I’m the right gal to supply it.”
He rolls his chair out, reading the front of the decorative pillow on his seat aloud. “Admit it, life would be boring without me.”
“I’m the ‘me’ it’s referring to, of course—eep!” I jump out of the way when he tosses the pillow at me.
“Not sure ‘boring’ is what comes to mind.”
“Ah, there it is.” I plop my ass into the chair across from him. “I knew you couldn’t hold back a smile forever.”
He does his very best to hide it, but it only makes those dimples more noticeable.
“Hard to be grumpy when you’re surrounded by the happiest color in the rainbow, am I right?”
“You do know pink isn’t part of…” With a heavy sigh, he says, “Actually, you’re right.”
I beam a smile at him before hanging my legs over the side of the chair. “Thank you.”
“I hope you enjoyed a restful weekend, because we’ve got a busy week ahead of us.”
He unlocks his computer while I lazily kick my feet, staring up at the ceiling. “What woefully boring office chores will I be subjected to today?”
“My father has decided to host a fundraiser next weekend to help spread the word about Summit Estates in Keerah.” That jerks my gaze toward him. “And to support the underprivileged, of course.”
“Right, the entire purpose of hosting such an event.”
He leans forward on his elbows. “Even the most successful charities in the world utilize their resources for personal gain, Penelope. Be it money, shelter, or sex, everyone has an agenda.”
Dorthea and Ricardo don’t have an agenda, but I won’t tell him that. Especially when I remember Ida and his connection to the harbor. I don’t want to give him any more reasons to invade my happy space.
