Chapter 73
Logan had that look. The one that said, 'I want you, in every position'. She had to look away. Her heart pounding, and feeling like she needed to cross her legs, she strode from the foyer in search of Alex, who was busy planning the floors that would house guests.
“Moron!” Alex snapped, snatching the roll of floral patterned paper from some guy's hand. They'd had to hire a lot of extra tradesmen for this contract, and more often than not, Alex lost the plot with them. “I don't want to see any of these rolls without their protective sleeves. Do you even understand how much these cost per roll? Do you?”
Muttering under his breath, the guy apologized and covered the roll with a discarded piece of plastic sheeting. Sophie felt like intervening, but she knew Alex was right
