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I wolf-whistle out loud and caress the bright, shiny paint of the car. “Beautiful curves. Shit man, she’s gorgeous.”
He lets out a laugh. “If only I could have those shapes melted into a female body, I’d take her anywhere on a sweet ride.”
“I bet you would.” I open the front door and slide onto the slick, cream leather. “You make me regret having bought that Ferrari, man.”
“Ahh,” Kai teases with a roar of the motor. “Next year there’ll be another International Show. Ro and I will bring you along again.”
I nudge his arm. “You bet, dude. Now, let’s go to Mr. Dickhead’s office and get this over with.”
Kai lets out a howl and the car takes off at incredible speed, melting into the traffic within mere seconds.
When we reach Donnelly Corp, a modern building with more glass and metal than brick, the first thing my eyes land on is the shiny white Audi R8. “Damn, speaking of beauty.”
“I bet that’shiscar.”
I hum in agreement, nearly disappointed by Logan’s great style. How could such an asshole have such a sweet ride?
Once we make our way inside, we give our names, only to be brought upstairs by a small woman with a mass of blonde curls and a beaming smile.
“Mr. Donnelly will be here in a minute,” she gestures to the comfortable-looking, black leather chairs. “Please take a seat.”
She sits down at her own desk, then starts chatting in soft voices to a tall, broad man I immediately recognize as one of their bodyguards. Is she an ignorant secretary or a not-so-ignorant member of The Business? Something tells me it’s the latter.
“Damn, we’d need something with a view like this,” Kai mutters from the other side of the large waiting room, gesturing for me to follow his gaze through the window. I get up from the chair and walk across to join him. At the same time, Logan’s office door opens and I see a tall, lithe, auburn-haired man striding purposefully toward the elevator, oblivious to my presence.
Connor.
I spin on my heel to walk toward the elevator, but I’m too late. The door closes before he can see me, his bodyguard shielding him from the side. Then a scoff stops me dead in my tracks.
“You wanted to see me?” Slowly I turn my head to face Logan, who’s watching me intently.
“Yes.” I clear my throat and approach him, forcing myself to shake his hand.
“Come in. You,” he gestures to Kai. “Stay there.”
Kai opens his mouth to protest, but I quickly give him a nod. “This won’t take long.”
“No, this won’t.” In navy blue slacks and a white button-up, he looks taller, and leaner. Logan’s a good-looking guy, but I’m sure he knows that. He’s full of himself, the motherfucker.
“D’you play chess?”
“Sometimes,” I lie and I slowly follow him inside, toward the beautiful chess table that’s set up by the window. If we thought that the view from the corridor was spectacular, we were wrong. From here we have a full view of Washington Square Park and some of its most historic skyscrapers.
“Sit.” Logan gestures to the board. “White or black?”
“Black.” I ignore the small smile that makes the tip of his lips curl up ever so slightly as he sits down. I randomly choose a piece to start the game. “So, that white Audi is yours?”
Logan moves a pawn. “No. It’s Connor’s. Mine’s black.”
“Nice car.” I let out a soft whistle, then move another pawn.
He imitates my movement. “So, how was Paris?”
“Interesting.”
“Creepy cult much?” He makes another move.
“That as well.” No clue why, but I’m angry. Angry with Connor for being here at the same time, the same place as I am, and we still managed to miss each other. For having thrown away his burner phone, meaning he never received my messages. For having sent him those messages in the first place.
