Page 6 of Chance of Romance
What if that psycho commitment counselor started giving interviews calling Sabrina out? What if she got tangled up in a lawsuit? AHHH!!!
Logan waved a hand near her face. “You okay? You’re paler than usual.”
She blinked, refocusing on him, the insult hiding in his casual remark bringing her back to reality.Paler than usual?See? Complete lack of interest. Someone who was interested in her wouldn’t say paler than usual, they’d say something nicer, like “a little pale.” Logan didn’t care about niceties like that. He saw her like a buddy.
Which wasfine.
She had standards. So what if that meant she hadn’t found anyone to get serious about since her stupid trip down the aisle.
“Sabrina?”
“What?”
“Any special reason you’re acting weird? I mean, besides the interview.”
“I’m not acting weird.” She piled some of each dish on her plate and stared at it, her appetite deserting her. She met his eyes. “I’m going onSunshine AmericaMonday morning. Live. So if I screw up—” she slashed a hand through the air “—that’s it.”
He raised a brow. “You’re not gonna screw up. You’re an expert. They’re just going to ask you stuff that you already know.”
She threw her hands up. “Why does everyone keep calling me an expert? I’m not an expert at all!”
He took a bite of broccoli and eyed her. Finally, he said, “TheClover Park Recordcalled you a relationship healer.”
She waved that away. “That’s not the same thing. Besides, it’s just a local paper.”
“You have a lot of happy clients.”
“They want to do the work of a relationship. I just help them along.” Her shoulders drooped, and she stared at her untouched lunch. “I’m not an expert.”
“Okay, you’re not an expert.”
Her head jerked up. “But they think I am! I’m a complete fraud.”
His fork stopped in midair. “How exactly are you a fraud?”
“Because I’m giving all this advice on how to have a committed relationship when I don’t even have one.”
He stared at her. “Have you ever had one? That should count.”
“Yes, but it was a while ago.” She waved her hands wildly. “And then this psycho relationship counselor—”
“You mean there’s two psycho relationship counselors?” He grinned. “I thought you cornered the market.”
She threw a napkin at him. He laughed and handed it back.
She leaned forward across the table, lowering her voice. “This woman called and accused me of trying to steal her clients by copying her famous book title that I didn’t even know about. She threatened me with a lawsuit.”
His brown eyes widened. “Seriously?”
She leaned back. “Yes! She was extremely hostile. But then a literary agent called and said you can’t copyright titles. I still think I have to watch my back where that counselor is concerned. And, in other shocking news, that literary agent wants me to write a book.”
His eyes lit up with his smile. “Sabrina, that’s great!”
She found herself smiling. “Thanks, I’m actually really happy about that part.” Sharing all this stuff with Logan made her relax enough to start eating. She speared a dumpling. “She wants to call itRomance Rebel.”
He barked out a laugh. “That doesn’t sound like you.”
She chewed and swallowed. “No kidding. And she wants to do this whole book tour and publicity thing with interviews and TV spots, and…” She took a deep breath. “Omigod, that is so not me.”
