Chapter Eleven
Logan stepped out of the elevator first, and James indicated Fiona should go in front of him. Tentatively, she followed Logan, despite feeling as though she was trapped between them—the filling in a very sexy sandwich, but a dodgy sandwich, nonetheless.
She’d been to the top floor of the hotel before, but not often, and only for short periods of time. On her first tour of the building she’d seen the rooftop garden, one of the huge suites, and the world-famous restaurant—complete with world-famous chef—that were up there. She wasn’t keen on having her view of the ultimate in luxury suites sullied, but she didn’t feel as though she had much choice. Logan and James insisted they weren’t up to anything illegal, but she wasn’t going to take their word for it. Only first-hand ev
