Logan’s brow lifted. “You think I can’t handle one woman?”
“Look, Logan.” Elliot hesitated, running his tongue over his lower lip before continuing, as severely blunt as he was, “She doesn’t strike me as the kind of woman who lets herself be handled—Not by you. Not by anyone. Not without clawing your face first. She signed the contract, sure, but I doubt that’s where it ends. She’s far from done with you. Tread carefully. That’s my friendly advice.”
He let out a low chuckle. “She’s got a damn fiery spirit, alright. It’s that very spirit that makes her exactly what I want.”
Elliot expelled a breath, nodding. “Oh, so you do know what’s going on then. I couldn’t understand why you wouldn’t just sit down and discuss custody terms with her—but instead, you’ve opted for this whole chaotic dra
