Early the next morning, I had barely sat down at my desk when Logan opened the door to his office and barked, “Hazel. My office. Now.”
He immediately disappeared back inside of his office, leaving his door slightly ajar.
I looked longingly at the iced coffee I’d only had a few sips of this morning. My caffeine goodness would have to wait. I grabbed my pad and pen and left my desk.
Sabrina smirked at me from her desk closer to Logan’s office door. “You sure put him in a mood.”
Whatever his foul mood was about, it couldn’t have anything to do with me. I had left on time last night and didn’t speak with Logan until arriving back at the office today. He seemed fine when I left him.
Unless something happened on his date last night…?
My stomach twisted uncomfortably, as it so often did ev
