Page 118 of Resisting Mr. Rich


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“Oh, you meant something specific?” I smile.

“Yes.” She grins. “I mean, look at us. We’re out for lunch and we’ve chosen to sit looking at the office.”

I follow her gaze through the window. She’s right. We have a prime location to see the office’s main entrance from here.

“Can we pretend we’re looking at the florist instead? Or is it too late to save ourselves from being pathetic losers?”

“It’s too late.” Chloe laughs.

We both gaze at the building across the street. In-Sync has one floor. The other floors house various companies, some are other publications run by the main corporation that owns the magazine, and others are independent. But the street level of the building has a florist in,Cygnature Blooms. They have the most incredible flowers. Not that I’ve ever been sent any from there.

“I think we need to own it,” Chloe says.

She holds her fingers up in an ‘L’ shape against her forehead. I snort out a giggle and take a sip of my wine before looking around the inside of the bar at the rest of the London lunch crowd.

“You expecting a visitor?” Chloe asks, drawing my attention back to across the street.

“No.” I frown as Logan walks out of Cygnature Blooms; his entire torso obscured by the giant bouquet of calla lilies in his arms.

An army of butterflies spring into action in my stomach and I place my wine glass down before I drop it. Logan pulls his phone from his suit pants and answers a call with a smile. He juggles the lilies in one arm as he speaks. I desperately wish I could lip read to see who he’s talking to. To see who’s got him smiling like that.

“They’ll be for Gabrielle.”

Chloe glances at me, her face turning sympathetic. “You don’t know that.”

I force my eyes away, studying my fork instead. “I hope that they are.”

“Maddy—”

“They need to be.” I press my lips together into a firm line. “I told him to marry her. Maybe he’s finally started listening to me.”

“I know you did, but…” Chloe sighs.

“I wish you’d stop looking at me like I’m losing my mind. This is the right decision. It’s probably the most right decision I’ve ever made in my life,” I huff. I might have told Logan we can never happen, but I still don’t want to watch him happen with someone else in front of me.

“If it’s so right, then why are you sleeping at my place and feeling like shit?”

“Who said I feel like shit?”

Chloe lifts her brows and takes another sip of wine. I exhale and move my attention back to my fork.Calla lilies.Like the Italian wedding we saw in Milan. That feels like a lifetime ago now.

“Has he gone yet?” I mutter.

“Not yet.” Chloe’s eyes narrow as she keeps her gaze fixed on a spot outside.

“Well, tell me when he does.”

“Why?” she asks without turning her head.

“Just… Please.”

“You should look at him, Maddy. He looks great.”

“Not helping,” I groan.

“I mean…” Chloe’s eyes light up. “He looks really good, if a little stressed.”

“I can’t believe he’s going through so much. I wish there was something I could do.”

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