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Somewhere between Logan pulling me away from the elevator and settling me in the backseat of his car, the gears in my mind finally started moving again.
But after a while, once we were farther from downtown, it hit me we weren’t going to the meeting with the Germans.
"Where are we going?" I asked, my eyes bouncing from the window to him.
His body was tense, and he was sitting closer than I expected. His hand rested on the seat between our bodies, and he was almost touching me.
"Told you. I'm getting you home."
"But... what about the meeting?"
"Postponed." I wanted to argue that I could take an Uber, but I was too tired to do so.
Fine. I'd enjoy the comfortable, free ride and deal with the guilt later.
When we got to my place, Logan’s driver opened the door, but Logan s
