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“You know where I am if you need anything.”
My eyes snap back to his. “I told you I hated you and you’re not worried I’m going to smother you in your sleep?”
His eyes pinch at the corners briefly before his signature smirk pulls at his lips. “You also called me a Walrus when I came in. And not a gnat or another animal with an inverted dick. So I’d say we’re one degree away from murder now.”
“I’d say half a degree, but whatever.”
“Just to be on the safe side.” He takes the slippers from my hands gently, his thumb brushing over the top of my hand as he does. “I’d better keep these fluffy assassins.”
He walks over to the door, then leans one shoulder against the frame. “Good night, Smiles.”
My voice sounds as drained of energy as my body feels, but I still manage a quiet, “Goodnight,Prince.”
But it’s loud enough for Logan to hear, and he chuckles as he walks away.
When I wake the next morning, Logan’s gone. He’s left a note in the kitchen saying he’s moved some meetings around to allow for Milan and that I should get some rest.
I spend the day listening to my recordings and writing up notes, setting out a basic outline for the feature. I email Eve to keep her updated and speak to Chloe on the phone. I’ve no idea how long Logan will be, so I have a swim in the outdoor pool, take a shower, unable to even look at the bathtub, and then settle into the plush seating area in the kitchen to read a new book.
Two hours pass before the sound of shoes moving on the marble floor toward the kitchen pulls my attention away from my book. Logan walks in wearing a black suit, white shirt, and an emerald tie that makes his eyes stand out across the room.
I drop my gaze back to my e-reader. “I heard you coming from the front door. You know what would work if you were wanting to sneak up on someone?”
“What’s that?”
I glance up as he walks over to the coffee machine.
“Slippers.”
His shoulders stiffen before he chuckles.
“You want one?” He looks at me over his shoulder and our eyes meet. The sunlight from the window catches his hair, highlighting streaks of dark gold in the light brown.
“Had one already.”
He turns back around.
“Thanks, though,” I add.
I abandon my reading and watch the fluid way he moves around the kitchen, fetching a mug and getting the milk from the refrigerator as he reads messages on his phone.
“How was the meeting? Is there anything I should know for the feature?”
He frowns at whatever he’s reading before glancing up at me. “No. Straightforward. She invested the amount I told you.”
I nod as Logan’s attention returns to his phone. He was meeting a female entrepreneur today who developed a dating app that pairs people by matching their vibrations. It’s made her millions. And some high-profile couples swear by her method.
“Good. What was Halliday like? She’s young, isn’t she?”
“Mid-twenties, I think,” Logan replies absentmindedly as he stands in front of the coffee machine waiting for it to fill his mug.
“She looks nice in the photos.”
Logan smiles at something on his phone, his shoulders relaxing. “Sorry.” He glances at me apologetically, giving me his attention. “Yes, she’s beautiful. I just have to make a call.” He heads toward the door, coffee in hand, before turning as if forgetting something. “Did you have a good day?”
“Yeah. Did some work. Went for a swim. Been reading.” I lift my e-reader, and Logan looks at it and then smiles at me.
“Same book?”
