Chapter 80
She paced up and down the corridor leading to the kitchen. Occasionally, she would catch her heel in the trailing material of her dress and trip. She should have worn higher shoes. Barely able to apply her make-up with her hands shaking so badly, she'd paid no heed to her outfit until she'd almost fallen over umpteen times. Figures, she thought. The last time Logan saw me in a dress this fancy I was falling all over myself too.
She mentally shook herself. Thinking about Logan was what got her into this mess in the first place. She'd been lurking in the hallway for far too long, waiting with twisted insides for him to arrive. She wanted to see him first, before he saw her. She wanted to be sure she could handle Alex on his arm. She threw a look towards the clock, whic
