Logan - Lane Hart Page 0,49
coffee pot and start pouring.
“I hope I don’t have to tell you that I expect you to be on your best behavior.”
Rolling my eyes that he can see from the kitchen table, I say, “I’ll try to be a good little girl, Dad.”
“It’s my firm, so you’re representing me too. I don’t want you to make our family look bad in front of a new associate.”
Thinking about his response, I bring my mug up to my lips and blow across the steaming top before taking a sip. “So, if I’m not working for you, who will I be working for then?” I ask.
“Oh, I thought I told you last night,” he replies. “You’ll be Logan Davenport’s assistant.”
Oh, my god.
Good thing I didn’t have any coffee in my mouth at the moment I heard his name or I would’ve spewed it across the room.
“Logan? Really?” I ask, setting my mug down before my shaking hands spill it.
“Well, Marcus wanted to take you on as one of his assistants, but Logan hasn’t hired anyone to help him yet, so I figured he would be a better fit.”
“God, yes,” I agree when faced with the choice of spending lots of time with Logan or my dad’s oldest partner. “Logan is great,” I say to cover for my relief. “I mean, he seems nice and easy to get along with.” And easy to get under or on top of...
Jeez. If I thought being in the same villa as him was going to be hard, being Logan’s assistant for eight hours a day in close quarters is going to be horrible. Trying to resist touching him, kissing him, doing other things with him will be so hard, and yet I’ll have to because I can’t be selfish and put him in danger.
“Promise me that you’ll do your best, Brayden. No more drama,” my dad says.
“No drama,” I agree, hoping I can avoid any at all costs.
“Good, because this is your last chance,” my father warns. “If you mess this up, I’m cutting you off and kicking you out.”
Wow. I didn’t see that coming, but I shouldn’t be surprised. I’ve caused my parents a lot of stress, and I’m a grown woman. It’s time for me to start acting like it.
“I won’t let you down,” I say. “In fact, I’m gonna head on in,” I tell him as I rinse out my mug in the sink. “Want to have lunch together today?”
“Nah, I have an appointment out of the office, and I may not be back until later in the afternoon,” he replies.
His rejection is nothing new. Growing up, my father always put his career first. Just like Logan.
“Okay, well, maybe I’ll see you around the building,” I tell him. “Bye, Daddy.”
“Remember your promise,” he calls out as I grab my purse at the door and head out to my car.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Brayden
Inside the Anderson and Chambers tower, I have to ask the receptionist at the front desk for Logan’s floor and office number since I have no clue where he works. On the way up in the elevator, I begin to wonder if he knows that I’m going to start working for him today. Did my dad tell him?
Even though it’s twenty minutes before the firm officially opens, Logan is sitting behind the desk in his office, door wide open, with his head bowed over a book. He looks so cute, like a sexy brainiac.
“Hey,” I say, causing his eyes to lift.
As soon as he sees me, a warm, welcoming smile spreads across his face. One that tells me that this is going to be so much harder than I thought and that he definitely wasn’t surprised to see me here this morning.
“Hey,” he finally replies. Pushing back his leather rolling chair, he walks around his desk and comes around to stand in front of me. “You look great. Have a good trip down to the Carolinas?”
“Yeah, it was fun catching up with Sadie,” I tell him, assuming that my dad told him where I was.
“No surprise arrests?” he jokes.
“Not a single one,” I answer.
“Good.”
“Yeah,” I agree. Unable to keep looking him in the eye when I have all the memories from Mexico too fresh on my mind, I glance around his office. “So, you need an assistant?”
“Not really,” he replies.
“Then why…”
“Because I missed you, and I want to see you every day,” he says, sucking all the breath from my lungs.
“Logan,” I start. “You know we can’t.” Even if I feel the same way as