Page 76 of Baby For The Bad Boy Billionaire

Jealousy?

No, I brush off the thought.

I'm just... surprised.

But as I stand there, stirring dinner and stewing in my thoughts, I can’t help but wonder: How did I get so caught up in the world of Logan, the confirmed playboy?

And why does it feel like I am the one nursing a broken heart?

"Enough!" I turn the heat off. The vegetables sizzle down to a slow simmer. I take a deep breath, reminding myself that I'm Bailey, the one who doesn't fall for guys like Logan. And no matter how confusing Logan is, how hot, how charming, I'm not falling for him.

Too late.

Shut up.

My thoughts mock me.

I'm taking it back. I might have been falling for him, but not anymore.

Good luck, sis.

I start eating the dinner, but it tastes like regret and confusion. As I dig into my overly spicy stir-fry, I pick up my phone.

Without thinking, I find myself unlocking the phone, my fingers flying across the screen as I type out a message to Logan.

We need to talk.ASAP.

I hit send beforeI can second guess myself. The knot in my stomach tightens.

What am I doing?

Am I setting myself up for more hurt?

No. Enough is enough. I'm tired of the games. I need to confront him, to tell him that I know. About the woman. About the baby. About the way he's playing with my heart like it's another one of his toys.

Ding.

I pick up my phone to see what he said back.

What's up, Ice Queen?

Or should I expect the Sun Goddess?

I thoughtwe had moved on from the Arctic references.

But if you insist, brace yourself for a blizzard, Mr. Sunshine.

K, great. Looking forward to it.

When do you want to have this exciting party?

Tonight.8 PM. Your place.

K. Door will be open.

I take a deep breath.

It’s time to clear the air. No hiding, no pretending. I'm not another notch on his bedpost. I deserve answers. And I'm going to get them.

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