The Billionaire's Kiss (Scandal, Inc) by James Avery

The Billionaire's Kiss (Scandal, Inc) by James Avery

Author:James, Avery [James, Avery]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-01-26T16:00:00+00:00


Fourteen

Logan pulled his corvette up to the entrance of the hotel. He was consistently amazed at how fast large sums of money could get things done. The engine purred like it had just rolled off the assembly line as he waited for Callie to make her way down from the room. The only instructions the mechanic had given him were not to turn the car off until he had reached his destination. With a full tank of gas and a strong desire to get home, Logan didn’t see that as being a problem. He had gotten a few stares when he left the car running outside a coffee shop on his way back to the hotel, but he figured Callie would appreciate the morning pick-me-up, especially after they kept each other up for half the night.

“I didn’t even hear you get out of bed this morning,” Callie said as she hopped into the car. A gentle breeze blew over them as they started on their way. In the warm morning sun, everything seemed perfect.

“I don’t think you would have heard an elephant get out of bed this morning,” Logan said. “You were out cold.”

“I attribute that to all the fried food,” she said.

“Do you really?” Logan asked.

“No, not in the least. I think you know why I’m so tired,” she said. She leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“The mattress, right?” Logan joked.

“More like the man on top of it,” she said.

“We did have fun, didn’t we?” He said.

“I never would have thought to do that with a bucket of ice,” Callie said. She let out a wistful sigh.

“Live and learn,” Logan said as he pulled the car out onto the street. “I picked up some coffee for you.”

Callie took a sip. “You even remembered my order.”

“What can I say, I remembered the alliteration of caramel cappuccino. If the whole billionaire thing fails me, I’d make a hell of a secretary.”

Callie laughed. “I’d love to see that. I’m sorry. I’m just trying to imagine you actually answering to someone on a daily basis. Nope, can’t do it.”

The rest of the ride was uneventful, though as they drove south, the sunny summer morning began to give way to overcast skies and wind. Somewhere south of Boston, they had to pull the car over and put up the roof, and, for the rest of the ride, the squeaking old the old windshield wipers joined the hum of the engine as the only sounds. Callie had fallen asleep leaning against Logan, only to wake up as he pulled off of the highway and onto the backroads that led home. Maybe he’d make her a late breakfast, and they could catch up on sleep together on the couch. Callie would like that, he thought.

But as Logan rounded the last bend home, he realized he wasn’t going to get a chance to relax. News crews and paparazzi lined the street outside the gate to the mansion. “You think this has something to do with my father? Logan asked.



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