Page 16 of Chance of Romance
He inclined his head. “I’d be honored. Thank you. You guys set a date?”
Ben shrugged. “Don’t know. I’m leaving the planning up to Missy.”
“We know who wears the pants in that family.”
Ben jabbed a finger at him in mock anger and growled, “Hey, we share those pants.”
Logan laughed. Ben headed out, all happy swagger. Missy was a good match for him. A true give-and-take between two equally tough people. But they could also be warm, funny, and affectionate. Olivia wasn’t funny. Not that Logan needed that. He was funny enough for both of them. It was just that when he was with Ben and Missy, it was fun to watch them laughing and enjoying the hell out of each other. Whatever.
He worked until the timer on his phone chimed. Time to call Olivia. She should be at home, hopefully already caffeinated. He hit her number, and she picked up on the first ring. “Morning,” she said in her smoky sexy voice.
“Morning,” he said warmly. “You have your coffee?”
“Yes. I’m about to head out in a few minutes. We’re having a board meeting. What’s up? Are you coming out here early?” They’d already been through that. She wanted him there early; he had obligations here.
“No, I told you I’ve got Jake and Josh’s party on Sunday. I’ll be in Thursday night.” His oldest brothers, identical twins, were turning thirty-five. Claire was throwing a big party for them at her and Jake’s new house in Connecticut. Besides, he wanted to use every last bit of work time he had before he flew out to California.
“I know,” she pouted. “I just hoped. I miss you.”
“Miss you too. Listen, a friend of mine was onSunshine Americathis morning. Funny thing, bit of a miscommunication, but somehow the host got the idea I was her boyfriend, and Sabrina agreed, being on the hot seat, but we’re just friends. I just wanted—”
“Sabrina?”
“Yeah. She’s a relationship counselor, and she wrote—”
“Who the hell is Sabrina?” she barked.
He pulled the phone away from his ear at her volume. “Calm down. She’s just a friend.”
“You have a woman friend.You?”
He clenched his jaw. “Yeah.”
“How long have you had this, quote unquote, woman friend?”
“There’s no quotes. Sheisa friend. I don’t know, about six months, since we moved into this office building.”
Silence.
“Olivia?”
Her voice was ice. “This is just like you, Logan. You hide stuff, you flirt with women, you flirted with my friends in college—”
“No, I was friendly. I wanted your friends to like me.”
“They liked you all right. They all wanted you.”
He bit back a smile. “I can’t help that.”
“That right there is the problem!” she screeched. “You don’t take responsibility for your actions. You don’t knowhowto be friendly with a woman without flirting, which is why I don’t believe for one minute that Sabrina is just a friend, and the last thing…”
He tuned her out. Geez, the drama. He was surprised she hadn’t outgrown it. Back in college, he’d been flattered she got so worked up over him. He’d even enjoyed all the fighting and making up. Now? Not so much.
He cut her off. “Olivia, you know how much you mean to me. Didn’t I say I haven’t been serious with anyone since you?” It had been eight years since their college relationship, so it sounded good and was technically true, even if the reason wasn’t Olivia so much as he’d been working his ass off, no time for relationships. He hadn’t exactly been celibate though.
She got quiet.
He went on. “We’ll talk in person in less than two weeks. Friday night we’ll have dinner, anyplace you want. I hope to have great news.” That was the night after his meeting with Elias. If it went well, the possibility of moving out there would be a reality.
