The Divorced Heiress Is Entering a New Marriage

After Logan made up the couch for me and went to bed himself, I laid staring at the ceiling. The very high- vaulted, chandelier–covered ceiling. Seriously, this place was ridiculous.

I was suddenly wide–awake and felt stone–cold sober. This felt weird. And wrong. And every time I closed my eyes all I pictured was Logan in his skin–tight shirt grabbing me and kissing me again. So I forced them to stay open.

I doubted Maria was awake, but I opened my phone to send her a message anyway. I couldn’t wait to see

..I and/or hear her reaction when she did open it.

“Guess where I’m spending the night. Hint: it’s not my parents‘ place…” I pushed send and let out a small laugh.

My smile faded as I looked around the room. This place wasn’t for me. I was just the man’s secretary for God’s sake. I couldn’t let us be so comfortable around each other. I would never move past the kiss if we

were.

I made up my mind about what I was going to do about it. I would execute my plan in the morning. The thought gave me enough relief that I was finally able to drift off to sleep..

My alarm went off at 5:30 am. I had set it so early so I could run home to shower, but also I wanted to sneak out before I saw Logan.

I rolled over to t

turn it off. I groaned and stretched my arms above my head. I hadn’t gotten near as much sleep as I would have liked, but I’d rather be tired than be in this house any longer than necessary.

I gathered my purse and laptop and tiptoed to the door I wasn’t sure why I felt the need to do that, I imagined wherever Logan’s room was in the house it was far enough away that he wouldn’t hear me sneaking out. I slipped my feet into my shoes and opened the front door.

A man stood on the other side of it. I screamed. Then he screamed. He stepped into the light of the porch.

I

“Oh my god Logan,” I said when I saw it was him. “What are you doing?”

“I just finished my run,” he said.

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“Headed out so early?” He asked. “I could make us some breakfast before you go.”

“Thank you, but I need time to get myself ready for work. I’ll see you in a little bit?” I said, brushing past him towards my car.

“Yeah, see you in a little bit,” he said, a hint of disappoint coloring his words.

As I suspected, Maria was waiting for me at my desk when I arrived at work. Her arms were crossed and she was tapping one foot.

“You look just like Natalie,” I said.

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“Never say that to me again,” she winced. “And I’m not going to tell you again, you cannot just drop these bombs in texts and leave them without answers.”

I laughed. I knew that one was going to drive her nuts.

“So spill!” She said impatiently.

“Oh, you know there’s nothing to tell. We ate dinner, we worked way too late and I drank way too much wine, and I was too drunk to drive home. He made me stay on the couch,” I shrugged.

“Nothing to tell? You had dinner and wine together. I have news for you, that wasn’t just work, that sounds like a date,” she said.

I frowned. “Yeah. It kind of does, doesn’t it?”

She nodded, raising her eyebrows at me.

“I have to do better at keeping my distance,” I said. “Nothing else happened last night, but I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t been tempted.” I remembered my plan and told her what I was going to do as soon as I saw him.