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“I got a photo that maybe the new missus wouldn’t like to see.”
Logan climbed two stairs and paused. He curled his fingers on the railing. He was so going to regret this. “Let him come back.”
The security guy had Brian’s arm up behind his back. “Are you sure, sir?”
“Yes.” Logan sighed, turned around and came back down the steps. “I know him.”
Brian broke the hold and shoved the guy back a step. “He knows me.”
“What are you twelve?” Logan pinched the bridge of his nose. “This better be good.”
“Oh, it’s good.” He handed over the mini tablet.
Logan rubbed his eyes then looked down. It was fuzzy and dark, but it was obviously him and Lindsey. How had he known that one, idiotic moment would bite him in the ass? He barely had kissed her. He flicked through the pictures. But damn if the pictures didn’t look like he was about to seduce her.
“Fifty grand and I won’t sell it to the entertainment blogs.”
Logan looked at him and lifted one eyebrow. “This was days ago, Brian. Why do you think anyone would give two shits about this picture?”
“Because, you’re on the hot sheet again. Where you and Aimee Collen are, there is always a click-through.”
Fucking Aimee. She’d be haunting him forever. “And why would you take a paltry fifty thousand when you could make the rounds with said picture?”
“Because I like you, Logan.”
Logan barked out a harsh laugh. More like Brian couldn’t sell the picture for more than twenty. “Right. You only like cashier’s checks and cash transfers, Bri.”
He shrugged. “Be that as it may, I’m here to help you out. You and that hot little bookstore owner looked awfully cozy. You must have a golden cock, man. They all want a piece of you.”
“Let me give you a tip. When you’re extorting money from someone, try to use one or two of your brain cells. Just a thought.”
Brian clenched his jaw. “Fifty large, my final offer.”
He handed him back the tablet. “Let it go to print. You aren’t getting a dime from me, Brian.”
“You’re a cold one.” Brian backed away. “I saw you with the new girl. She’s a hot little piece. Seems like she’d be worth the money to me.”
Logan forced himself not to react. Brian was a snake, but he was a perceptive one. He motioned to the security detail and he shuffled Brian out and beyond the barrier.
Izzy was worth a million times more than that. He’d happily hand over his fortune for her not to see that damn picture. It was before they were together, and a mistake to even allow that kiss with Lindsey to almost happen. But it was also the final bit of napalm he needed to make sure what they had was scorched from the earth. Izzy was already hurt. If she hated him, then she would be safe from Aimee.
And right now, that was all that mattered to him.
Twenty-Six
Bella tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and tightened her stubby little ponytail as she closed her front door behind her. Coffee. She needed so much coffee. The last show had been excruciating.
There had been no way to avoid going and watching Logan own the stage with huge smiles and a sex appeal that was probably illegal in at least thirty states. No. She’d done her duty and stood next to Sharon and the council as Logan delivered.
The show had been flawless. As if he hadn’t just sliced her chest open the day before. Reiterating just how right she was.
Logan King had been her most epically beautiful mistake.
But today was a new day and she could start over one more time. She’d done it before. And it would take a boatload of coffee to recover from the restless night’s sleep. She breezed into Valentine’s Diner.
Dee came out of the back with a sunny smile. “Hey there, Miss Bella.”
“I’m in desperate need of your espresso machine.”
