Chapter Nineteen
“Fine,” Logan said, with a curt nod. “James?”
Also nodding, James said, “Yep, no problem.”
“Great.” Logan stood and slipped off his shoes, then used his foot to shove them under the coffee table out of the way. “You two finish your drinks. I’ll be in the bedroom when you’re ready. Don’t be too long.”
Turning smartly on his heel, he strode into the bedroom, leaving Fiona and James exchanging amused looks. Patting the sofa beside him, James said, “Come sit here, sweetie. Let’s chat a while as we finish our drinks.”
Doing as James asked, Fiona settled down beside him and continued sipping at her cocktail. “I’m sorry for what I said earlier. You know… in the limo.”
“Forget about it,” he said with a wave of his hand. “I know you just said it in anger, so let’s not mention
