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“We’ll make sure someone is here with you for all your shifts this week,” he told her. “After that, if you’re feeling confident, we can trial you on your own, although we’ll be available by phone if you need us.”

“Who’s us?” she asked. “You and Corinne?”

“That’s right.”

“Cool. I’ll be fine though. I’ve worked in a lot of bars over the years.”

He frowned. He would have thought she was too young for that to be true. “How old are you?”

“Twenty-three. But I have plenty of experience.” She winked.

“Uh…okay. Great.” He turned away. That had felt like flirting, but perhaps he’d imagined it.

A few hours later, he decided he definitely hadn’t. All night, Peach had been bumping up against him, dropping innuendo with a seductive smile, and generally putting herself in his way. He gritted his teeth. He hadn’t anticipated this when he hired a part-time bartender, and he wasn’t sure what to do about it. If he called Corinne, she’d just tell him he was making a big deal out of nothing, but he wasn’t okay with it.

He’d been dating Gabby exclusively for two weeks now, and allowing a young blonde to get away with touching him flirtatiously screamed of disrespect toward his relationship. He couldn’t let it slide. But he also didn’t want to alienate Peach when she was obviously good at her job, and they needed her if he wanted to ease back on his hours to have more time for Gabby and the babies.

When the last patron had left, and Logan locked the door behind them, his gut knotted with uncomfortable emotion. It seemed like life was one emotional extreme after another these days, and he didn’t enjoy it. He talked Peach through the closing-down routine and showed her where he’d printed out everything that needed doing at the end of the day on a checklist she could refer to each night.

“If I don’t know, I can always come upstairs and ask you.” She batted her long eyelashes. “You live up there all by yourself, right?”

He sighed.Please don’t screw this up.“I’m not always there,” he said. “Sometimes I stay at my girlfriend’s place.”

“Oh.” She frowned. “I didn’t know you were seeing someone.”

“Yeah.” Best not to give her any room for misinterpretation. “I am. It’s new, but we’re serious.”

“Okay, then.” She shrugged one shoulder. “I guess I’ll call if I need you and you’re not upstairs. See you tomorrow?”

“Yes.” He held the side door open for her and waited until she got into her car and drove away. Haven Bay didn’t have much crime, but he was still responsible for ensuring his employees were safe when they left.

He closed the door and trudged up the stairs to his apartment, wishing he was staying at Gabby’s instead.

* * *

Gabby couldn’t sleep.Logan was working tonight, so he was staying at his apartment because he’d said he didn’t want to interfere with her rest. Unfortunately, there wasn’t much to interfere with at the moment. She was fidgety. Couldn’t stay still. She’d been tossing and turning for hours, and then she’d dozed off and been plunged into an erotic dream only to wake up again before it ended. Now she was horny, tired, and frustrated. She checked the time. One a.m. Would Logan be finished at The Den? If so, would he want to fall straight into bed, or would he be interested in helping her burn off some steam?

She moved back and forth between the options a few times before deciding just to message him and see.

Gabby:Are you finished work?

She didn’t have to wait long for the reply.

Logan:Yeah, just got upstairs.

Gabby:Do you want to come over?

Logan:It’s late. You should be sleeping.

Gabby:Believe me, I know. But I’m sexually frustrated and can’t.

Logan:Be there in ten.

She grinned. “Yay for sex.”

Mouse stirred on the pillow beside her head. Her eyes glowed as she blinked sleepily. She wasn’t going to appreciate being kicked out.

“Sorry, Mousey, but I’m not having you watch our naked fun time.”

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