It was supposed to be a romantic night, the night my boyfriend finally proposed. As I stood under the fireworks, wedged between my boyfriend and my sister Natalie, I grew annoyed again at the fact that she and her best friend had invited themselves along on our romantic Vegas getaway. I pict
The next day, I found myself standing in front of the new CEO, and I couldn’t help but stare at him. It wasn’t because he was devastatingly handsome - I mean, he was. My god, he looked like he came straight out of an article entitled “The Top Ten Hottest Men God Has Made in the History of Ever.” No…
In my excitement over Elena getting the immediate boot, I had almost forgotten about the shit storm that was my life. But Elena’s questions made it all come rushing back to me. “My personal life is not up for discussion,” I said through gritted teeth. “You’re so damn preoccupied with men and gossi
I sat in annoyed, stunned silence. My one memento from my crazy Vegas night. Why didn’t I hide it better from her? “Hellooooo? Earth to Hazel?” Natalie poked me in the arm. “It’s…it’s just a toy,” I said, trying to will her to put it back in the glove compartment and drop the whole subject. He
Ethan continued his pitch - my pitch, actually - but I couldn’t bear to listen to any more of it. I forced myself to tune him out so I could try and come up with something else before my turn. I cast a curious eye over at Logan. He had raised an eyebrow and seemed pretty interested in the date Eth
Logan smiled again, which did not help my nerves. I looked down at the ground, feeling too nervous and shy to meet his gaze. “I like your pitch. I need to prepare for a date right now, will you help me get ready?” Logan asked. My eyes darted up to his. I was completely stunned. I hadn’t even pre
Five hours earlier Logan walked into his office and found his personal assistant Jeffrey sitting in the chair in front of his desk. “The picture?” Logan asked, standing next to Jeffrey. Jeffrey unlocked his phone and held it out for Logan. “Do you think this is her? Her name is Natalie. S
Logan shook his head at my question. “No. I cannot disclose her name at this time.” I pushed the thought from my head. There are a million actresses in the world. The odds of it being Natalie were nearly impossible. I didn’t know the full story of what happened in that studio and Logan didn’t se
“I’ve been in this game for too long,” Senior said. “When I first got the news, I could only think about my legacy. I became obsessed with it. I’m not like you, Walter. I didn’t think about my family, or anyone else. Only myself.” “It’s hard to teach an old dog new tricks,” Mr. Hudgens said. He la
“Janice,” Senior said. All smug arrogance disappeared from his voice. “What are you doing here?” “At first I didn’t think I would come,” Janice replied. “After all these years… I didn’t want to see your face ever again for as long as I lived. Better to leave well enough alone. But… after hearing e
I glanced down at my pink blouse and gray slacks. What was so wrong with my outfits? I dressed professionally… mostly. He really thought I needed supervision to pick out an outfit.Looking at Logan, I saw my own disbelief mirrored back at me. This was absolutely ridiculous.“Is that it?” Walter aske
In front of the partition screen, a large table had been assembled, with rows of chairs on either side, facing each other. We took our side, and Senior and his team of lawyers took theirs. There were so many lawyers that many of them had to stand.Senior sat across from Logan, though his glare of di
“He might surprise us,” Dylan said, a shred of hope in his voice, under a healthy level of cynicism.“Don’t hold your breath,” Frank replied.“The problem is we don’t know fully what to expect,” Mabel said. “Well – other than Senior being a crotchety asshole who will try to cheat us at every turn. W
“It’s time to talk to Logan and Hazel and stop this whole thing,” Dylan said. “You are outnumbered and outmatched, with so many people ready to stand against you.”Opening the top of the folder, Senior glared down at the stack of papers in the stack. “Disgruntled former employees. Fake friends. Fami
“We were just hoping to talk to her,” I said.The man’s brow lifted slightly. “Are you selling something? Wait -- why do you look familiar?” Narrowing his eyes, he gazed at us with suspicion. Then, suddenly, recognition must have struck him because his eyes widened. “You’re those people from the new
Despite the general unpleasantness of the conversation with the mayor and the governor, they eventually agreed to let us go. They had no real reason to hold us, and Logan saw through their veiled threats easily enough.In fact, he even seemed to make them feel to make them feel like unsupportive fri
That day, we changed our minds and decided to release six interviews to the website, with Michael Hatfield’s being the final. Overnight, the story gained so much national traction that the sheriff and two security men show up at our door.“Logan Hatfield? Hazel Whitaker? The mayor wants to speak wit