Page 36 of Chance of Romance
She wished Logan had let her talk to Olivia. She was sure she could’ve explained everything. “Are you still going to try to get through to her in person?”
“Yeah. We’re supposed to have dinner Friday night after my meeting with Elias Gold. Big day for me.”
That would be big. Logan had told her before that the meeting with Elias was the most important one. “Maybe you could try some kind of romantic gesture that shows how much you care, how dedicated you are.” She was a masochist. Here she was, helping the man she wanted for herself. But she’d screwed things up for him, and, at least in relationship territory, she could be of some help.
“Yup. Flowers, jewelry, candy. I know the drill. You know what pisses me off though? Why should I have to apologize when I’ve done nothing wrong?”
“Don’t look at it as apologizing.”It was more of a classic grovel.
“But that’s what it is.”
“Think of it as an outward symbol of your love.”
“That the kind of thing you tell your clients?” His skepticism came through loud and clear.
“Yes, what’s wrong with it?”
“Nothing.”
“What?”
“Just kind of hokey.”
She huffed. It was bad enough she felt like a fraud, the gossips were stomping all over her reputation, and now Logan was questioning her abilities? “There is a love language that is meaningful to women. It’s words, yes, but also actions. And I suspect you’ve been a little defensive, maybe letting some of your anger show with Olivia, when what she needs to hear is reassurance that she is who you want.”
“If I’ve been pissed off, it’s only because she’s screaming at me.”
“She’s that mad?”
“That’s what I’ve been telling you. Everything is fucked up. Please just get my name out of this mess.”
“Okay, I’ll do my best.”
“Thanks. I caught your Joanne interview. You did great. You probably never needed me backstage.”
The implication was clear. He’d been there for her and had been paying for it ever since. “I bet you wish you never showed up atSunshine America. Then none of this would’ve happened.”
“I don’t do regrets. All right, I’d better get back to work. I’m flying out tomorrow, and I want to run through the presentation with Ben before I pack up the whole show.”
She relaxed a little because now, despite everything, he sounded like the laid-back Logan she knew. He wasn’t holding a grudge against her. He just wanted her to fix the fuckup. “Good luck!”
“Thanks.”
She said a quick bye and disconnected. Then she looked up the Slater Foundation, figuring the least she could do was set the record straight with Olivia. She called her at work and left a message with her assistant.
Exhausted, she flopped on the hotel bed and threw her arm over her eyes. This would all be over soon, she reassured herself. Two more interviews tomorrow, one of them on an early morning radio show, and then a long weekend seeing some of the sights in California. She planned on renting a car and taking a drive south along the Pacific Coast Highway. This was supposed to be her vacation, after all, and she’d never been to California before. She planned to check out the beaches, the old Spanish missions, the seals in La Jolla, and spend a relaxing weekend in San Diego.
But it was hard to work up any excitement for sightseeing, knowing Logan was about to walk into the most important meeting of his life with all of this hanging over his head.
And the blame lay squarely on her shoulders.
