Page 12 of Chance of Romance
“Sounds like you enjoy being on top,” Becky said in a suggestive voice. “Ladies, we like taking responsibility for our own happiness—” she made a big exaggerated wink “—don’t we?”
Her mind flashed to Logan, naked, under her. Riding him with wild abandon, his hands on her—
She grabbed her mug and took a healthy swallow of cool water. The audience applauded loudly, enthusiastic about being on top. It was mostly women here.
Dell smiled good-naturedly. “I learn so much on this show.”
Everyone laughed.
Dell went on. “Sabrina, if you could give just one piece of advice to someone looking for love, what would it be?”
Sabrina relaxed. Thank God they were off the sex stuff. “Love yourself first. When you’re secure in who you are and what you want in life, it makes it easy to let go of toxic relationships and welcome in love.”
“That is beautiful,” Becky said. She turned to the audience. “Isn’t that beautiful?”
The audience applauded.
Dell chimed in with a question. “When a client comes to you with commitment issues, what’s the first thing you ask?”
Now she was back on familiar territory. She answered all the rest of their questions with professional confidence.
Once the interview was over, she practically floated over to Logan. She’d made it through her first time on TV, and now she could share the whole experience with him. Hopefully he wouldn’t tease her too much.
She stopped in front of him. “I think it went well.”
“Yup.” He jerked his chin. “Come on, they said there’s a back exit to avoid the crowd by the windows.”
She followed him out to a narrow hallway. “You want to ride back with me? Claire got me a car service. It’s a Mercedes with tinted windows.”
“I have my car,” he said tersely.
She studied him, his jaw set tight. “Everything okay?”
“No.”
They passed a couple of crew members talking and laughing.
“We’ll talk outside,” Logan said.
She bit her lower lip. He must be mad that she’d implied he was her boyfriend. Obviously he felt used. He probably respected her less for lying too. She felt awful. She knew the importance of boundaries, and she’d crossed one big time.
They reached the sidewalk outside, near the end of the block and a safe distance from the crowd by the windows.
She touched his jacket sleeve lightly. “Logan, I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have implied you were my boyfriend. It just kinda came out.”
He scrubbed a hand over his face. “I have a girlfriend. She’s not going to be happy to hear this on TV. She’s the jealous type.”
She stared at him. “What do you mean you have a girlfriend?” Her voice hit a high note, and she tried for a reasonable tone. “Since when?”
“Since six weeks ago.”
Here she’d been feeling so warm and gooey toward him, and he’d kept this from her. She’d thought they were so close. “You’ve had a girlfriend for six weeks and you never mentioned it?”
He lifted his palms. “I don’t tell you everything.”
“You tell me everything about Checkin.” It dawned on her then. Maybe he didn’t tell her about his girlfriend because he thought she might have feelings for him. Gah! So freaking embarrassing. And she’d thought she’d been so careful to hide it. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
He looked away and then back to her with a scowl. “Because I didn’t want you to tell Mad, who’d blab it to everyone.”
