Protected By The Enemy (Hacienda Heights Book 2) by Emma Roberts

Author:Emma Roberts [Roberts, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-29T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Mina

The weather in the Heights may have risen to a broiling one hundred and three degrees, but the interior of Logan’s car was frostier than ever.

I peeked at him in my periphery. Still no change.

Logan had been uncharacteristically still for the remainder of my hospital stay, with the exception of my quiet breakdown. It seemed like his anger with me hadn’t abated much. After a short nap, I’d awoke to find him bent double in a chair, staring at his steepled fingers as though they held the answers to life’s problems. He’d been largely silent throughout the parade of doctors, ignoring my distress as I was poked and prodded like a particularly vocal pincushion.

I’d been given the go-ahead to return to work in a day or two, and instructed to have someone drive me to and fro for the next day and a half until the dizziness subsided.

Naturally, Logan had volunteered his services to that end. And so we’d spent the last hour plodding toward my penthouse, making our way through the rush of traffic in near total silence, the only sound the radio.

When I could take it no more, I slammed an open palm onto the radio’s off button, silencing a rendition of Antonio Vivaldi’s Four Seasons. “Alright, I’m getting really tired of this.”

Logan tore his gaze away from the stick figure family plastered to the back of a soccer mom’s minivan. He raised one perfect brow at me, his face utterly unreadable.

“What?” He took the turn off of the main drag, onto the side road that led to my apartment.

I waved a hand at him. “This. This hot and cold routine. It needs to stop. Either you care or you don’t. But don’t jerk me around, Logan. I don’t have time for it.”

Logan was saved from immediately answering by the obstacle of my front gate. He rolled down his window, letting a draft of baking air into the cool interior of the Escalade. In a moment he was situating his SUV in my usual space.

I glowered at the designated parking sign. It was yet another reminder of what I’d lost. No mechanic in the world could save the pretty white Lexus after the dive I’d taken into the ravine. It was worth little more than scrap at this point.

“I’m trying to sort things out,” he muttered, more to himself than to me. “You’re sure it was a woman driving the BMW?”

I sighed. We’d gone over this at the hospital. On the rare occasion he’d spoken to me, it was only to press for details of the crash.

“Positive. Unless there was a hair band revival that I missed. I haven’t seen long, luxurious locks like that on a man since Steven Tyler.”

Logan snorted once in amusement and then lapsed back into silence.

My phone buzzed against my hip, startling me from my irritation. Flicking the screen on, I perused my notifications. There was a missed call and three texts from Gideon. Shit. I’d forgotten we were due to meet for dinner this evening.

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