Chapter 10
When he stepped into the steakhouse and saw Julia sitting with that clean-cut math teacher, Brent Maloney, Logan had felt every one of his protective instincts soar to a hot and dangerous level. He had to fight the very basic urge not to growl at the man. Then, when Brent had set his hand on Julia’s back…well, Logan had damn near seen red. He had been ready to ram his fist into Brent’s ultra-white smile. His teeth were probably all capped, Logan thought bitterly, because they seemed way too perfect.
He hadn’t missed Julia’s discomfort when she stepped away. She just wasn’t that good at hiding her feelings. The man was being way too intimate, as if he felt he had the right to put his hands on her. After seeing that wine bottle, there was no way Logan would let this guy get behi
