“I’m not surprised.” Logan dragged his tie from his collar and undid the top button of his shirt. “It’s airless.” He climbed into the driver’s seat and reached for his seatbelt. His gaze ran over Hana’s flustered appearance. “You okay?”
“Fine. Just eager to get to the hotel.” She reached for the air-conditioning vent as Logan fired up the engine, turning the blast into her face.
Logan steered onto the main road and pressed the gas pedal. “Amanda doesn’t say much, does she?”
Hana sighed and watched Maui Street drift past. “Not when you’re around, no. Like most women and female horses, she’s bowled over by your animal magnetism and s*x appeal.”
Logan winked at her. “I can’t help it, babe. That’s perfection for ya.”
Hana snorted and slapped his leg, choosing to ignore the arrogance inten
