Logan wasn't a womanizer, as far as she knew. In two years of living together, she had never seen him with anyone or heard the Knights mention that he had a girlfriend. But he was a young man, extremely handsome and successful. The kind of male profile that generally didn't want serious commitments, but also did the opposite of refusing female company. She had a hard time imagining Logan, always so serious and intent, as one of the bon vivants or the many libertines that existed in the pages of her books. However, she certainly wasn't a good judge of character. If someone had accused Liam of not only having an affair with a co-worker, but also recording a video saying terrible things about her and then posting it among dozens of people, would she have believed it? - And now your mind is creating even more arguments to believe that nothing will work. – Logan sighed heavily, bringing his attention back to him – Please, Missy, explain to me: why are you so sure we shouldn't do this? - W
- Are you okay? - It was the first thing Logan asked when the restaurant door closed and they started walking along the sidewalk. -I… - Missy murmured, internally also trying to understand how she was. Conflicting emotions continued to rage inside her, and after much pondering, she could think of only one thing to say – I think it could have been worse. – she stated reluctantly – I mean, it was still a little uncomfortable seeing them again, but… At least they didn't have time to say anything that would make me feel even worse. – she concluded with a sigh. - Soon you will feel nothing but indifference when you see them, I promise. – Feeling melting, Missy enjoyed the warm sensation of his kiss against her hair, finally realizing that they were heading towards the beautiful and elegant silver car parked in the street – Did you come in your own car? - Logan wanted to know, hugging her even more against his chest. - No… – Missy answered, blushing, but still pressing herself against his
- So... Are you and Logan together now? Fidgeting uncomfortably, Missy went back to combing her hair, looking away from the analytical expression of her sister, who was sitting on the couch in her apartment, with Rey sleeping quietly in her lap. Despite countless moments of stuttering and indescribable embarrassment, she had at least managed to tell Megan all about her revenge plan with Logan as she prepared to have dinner with him that night. At first, she'd thought the plan would just boil down to Logan spreading the word around the agency that they were now together and going on their first date that night—with possibly more—until the gossip reached Liam and Suzan. So when Logan had suddenly said he'd pick her up at seven for real dinner – like on a date – she'd freaked out a little. I mean, lightly. Who was she kidding? She was still panicking at the thought of being in a fancy restaurant next to Logan. Her mother had already taken her and Megan to several, of course, but that ki
- Before he doesn't give me the credit I deserve, I was the one who tipped him off. -Her older sister smiled proudly, as she took the bouquet from her hands – I'll find a place for it. - Well... - Logan made a face in her direction, before turning back to Missy and extending the small black box, closed with a silver bow - This one I chose by myself. I know you like sweets, so I wanted to try to bring you something that suited you... - he explained while Missy untied the bow, extremely curious - I hope I got it right. Lifting the lid, Missy gasped in delight to find a long row of tiny spheres so bright and colorful they looked like tiny planets. And, as she noticed the inscriptions with names and flavors next to each candy, she realized that they were exactly that: tiny, perfect representations of the solar system in the shape of chocolate. - This is amazing! – She breathed, a huge happy smile spreading across her face as she looked closely at the adorable little chocolates – They ar
- This place is really cozy. Missy smiled at Logan's praise as the waiter served them two servings of their favorite dish at that restaurant: pasta Bolognese with steak Fiorentina. At first, as they made the drive to La Dolce Italia, she'd been afraid that this familiar, busy, non-exclusive place wouldn't appeal to a man as refined as Logan. After all, he and Victoria, despite having very different personalities, belonged to the same world of opulence. However, as she watched him enjoy the warm atmosphere and compliment the menu, Missy gradually felt more and more comfortable. - That's great! – Logan praised again, as soon as he swallowed the first fork of pasta – I really have to bring my parents here. They love Italian food. How did you discover this place? - I used to have lunch and dinner here a few times, when I left the office. – she said, feeling that, with each passing second, talking to him became easier and more natural – Their masses are just perfect. My dad would love th
- I started in this industry very early. Too early. – he shrugged, although it was noticeable that that wasn't exactly a subject he seemed to like to talk about – I saw and lived a lot. Every day I am grateful that my parents were not dazzled and were attentive and careful with me. Thanks to them, I was able to remain a teenager as much as possible, even though I was immersed in a very adult world. If I hadn't stayed focused on my goals and they hadn't been preoccupied with analyzing every job I took and who I was getting involved with, maybe my life would have taken a very different course. It's a world of fame and pursuit of perfection that can easily blind you if you're not careful. I've seen it happen many times over the years while I was still only working as a model. So, of course, I worried a lot about my little sister wanting to enter this world. As much as I tried, I knew I couldn't protect her from absolutely everything, especially since she was a dreamy and inconsequential t
- That was the main reason I worked so hard at that time: the growth and prosperity of the agency depended a lot on my image and the importance my name had in the market, so I did my best to keep myself in evidence, at least until we are consolidated. When that finally happened, and the agency was not only paying for itself but also making quite a bit of profit, I finally allowed myself some rest. – he sighed – That was when I realized that I much preferred the life I led in the office than under the spotlight and decided to retire. I was 27 at the time and everyone considered me to be at the height of my career, so my decision caused a bit of an uproar. But, luckily for me, the agency was already one of the biggest in the market and I was able to complete my retirement with peace of mind. And it was the best decision I've made in years. – He gave a relieved smile – Not that I didn't feel fulfilled professionally when I was still a model, but my work as an entrepreneur and agent fits m
- You're lucky she's not here to hear this. – He laughed, completely oblivious to the path her thoughts had taken – Mom keeps moaning about how you don't visit her enough, even after Megan and Devon's wedding. And now that you're my girlfriend and her youngest daughter, she'll go to great lengths to keep the dinner table always full for you. – he joked, carefree. - You... Won't tell them about our plan? – Missy questioned, wondering how he said that… Almost as if she was his real girlfriend and Gwyneth could really start to consider her as her daughter, as she did with Megan and Paul. Looking taken aback by her question, Logan remained with a frown for a few seconds, before answering her, “I… I don't think it's necessary. - And even? – now she was even more stunned – Why? You guys are so close, I thought they'd be the first to know. - Yes you are right. We are very close. – Logan sighed heavily – You know, they've been hoping for a long time for me to find… A girlfriend. Someone I