A knock sounded on the door, and his heart thrilled in anticipation. That would be Conners informing him that Haven waited in the privacy of his study. Despite the heated and painful argument they'd had the night before, emotion flowed over him at the mere thought of her. His words hurt her, but there'd be time to make it right-because he wasn't going to let her go.
"Come."
The butler entered, and the man tripped over his own feet. Blinking, Logan hesitated, waiting for the butler to regain his footing.
"Conners, is Miss Edwards waiting?" A look of abject panic from the usually self-possessed servant met his question.
Fear-cold and solid-slammed into him.
"Conners. Where is Miss Edwards?" His voice deepened under the weight of anxiety.
Conners swallowed deeply, and refused to meet
