Chapter 63
“Well holy shit.” Alex grabbed her arm as she strode past, pulling her into their shared office with a gleeful expression.
“What?” Sophie asked, settling herself into her chair gingerly. Her sensitive flesh, not used to the rough treatment of Logan's fingers, ached, and she winced as she crossed her legs.
“You got some. Tell me everything.”
“I did not get some.” Her denial was a token protest – Alex laughed as her blush spread into her hairline.
“You did so. You have this wistful smile on your face the past week that announces it loud and clear. Now spill it, Sophie. I need details.”
Sighing, she prepared herself to lie. Nobody must know that she'd mutely agreed to Logan's demands. Alex would take the job off the table herself, even though work had been slowing do
