Page 11 of Chance of Romance
Sabrina smiled. “Sorry, yes. What were you saying?”
Dell chimed in with a teasing tone. “Someone special? Does he have a name?”
Sabrina’s cheeks burned. “Logan.”
Becky slapped her leg. “Well, let’s get Logan in here. Stay tuned. Right after the commercial break.”
Sabrina relaxed a little. It would really help if she knew Logan was in the audience cheering her on. She’d answer Becky and Dell’s questions just like she was having a casual lunch chat with Logan. He was always so relaxed and laid-back.
The young woman who’d brought Sabrina’s water stopped by. “What’s his full name, and what does he look like?”
“Logan Campbell. He’s six feet, probably wearing a black down jacket, short light brown hair and beard.”The sexy one.
“Got it.”
Sabrina glanced over at Becky and Dell, who were in deep conversation. At least with Logan here, she knew someone was on her side. They’d probably laugh about this later.
Minutes ticked by during the commercial break, and she realized she’d never answered Becky’s question. She’d say she was inspired to write her article because she’d seen some of her friends struggle and wanted to help people like them. It was technically true because some of her friends had been through doozies of ex-boyfriends, and she could technically count herself as a friend too. Pleased with her answer, she looked forward to continuing with the interview.
She turned as if with a sixth sense, her gaze colliding with Logan’s. He lifted a hand in a small hello, standing just off camera. She jumped up and rushed over to him. His familiar features in this strange place so dear to her she impulsively hugged him, breathing in his fresh clean scent.
She pulled away, beaming. “I can’t believe you’re here!”
He grinned, his warm brown eyes crinkling at the corners. “Surprise. Claire was supposed to get me on the list, but there was some kind of mix-up, and I couldn’t get in.”
“Well, you’re here now. I really appreciate it.” She lowered her voice. “No one will even talk to me here.”
He glanced over her shoulder at the hosts. “They’ll talk to you as soon as the camera’s on. You have an answer prepared? I watched the live feed on my phone, and it looked like you froze up.”
“I got it now. I just needed a moment to think. It’s hard to spout stuff off the cuff.”
He gave her arm a squeeze, warming her at the spot. “You got this.”
She wanted to hug him again, but a crew member called her back on set. She slowly backed away, gazing at Logan with equal parts gratitude and warm gooey affection. He smiled encouragingly at her. She whirled and went back to the set, fully prepared to rock this interview.
“Welcome back!” Becky chirped the moment they went back on air. “We brought Logan Campbell into the studio, and our guest is all smiles now. Guess we know the happiness that led to Sabrina’s inspirational article.”
Sabrina’s cheeks heated, and she glanced over at Logan. His black down jacket was off, and a crew member was trying to attach a microphone to Logan’s shirt while Logan backed away.
“Let’s get Logan out here,” Dell said. “Ladies, you’d like him to join us, wouldn’t you?”
The audience clapped and hollered for Logan.
Logan raised a hand, shaking his head. Good. He was standing his ground. He gestured to her, like she was the star.
A surge of affection made her want to hug him again. He was willing to be supportive in the background, careful to respect her boundaries. This was her big moment, even if it was hard for her to claim it, and he respected that.
“Aren’t they cute?” Becky asked. “How long have you been together?”
“Six months,” Sabrina replied and then realized how that sounded. They’d been friends for six months. “I mean…” She looked to Logan, who was frozen like a statue, his expression blank.
“Looks serious,” Dell put in.
“I appreciate what we have,” Sabrina said. Okay, so it sounded like Logan was her boyfriend. At least she hadn’t said fiancé. She blamed her friends for putting the idea into her subconscious. Damn. She hoped Becky and Dell didn’t ask any more questions about Logan.
Becky smiled brightly at her. “How important is sexual compatibility in a relationship?”
“Top of my list,” Sabrina blurted and promptly blushed the mother of all blushes from head to toe. She didn’t dare look at Logan. He was probably smirking and would tease her mercilessly later.
