At the end of the work day, Logan received Hazel’s email with the set day and time for his date with Tina St. Louis. Hazel had not attached any additional flare. Just a name, date, time, and restaurant where a reservation was made under his name.
She was likely still mad at him, then. He couldn’t blame her exactly. If their roles were reversed…
His hands curled into fists on his desk. He couldn’t think about that, else he risked breaking something in his rage. Maybe he should leave the office early tonight and hit the gym.
It was already the end of the workday. Surely he could leave without putting overtime in for one night.
Logan thought of running the idea passed Hazel. As his assistant, she would know if there was anything pressing on his schedule.
“Hazel!” he called. He glanced u
