dealership and stared moodily at the two men bargaining over the price of her new Cherokee. Logan had to be the most stubborn man she had ever met. Never mind that she could afford to buy her own damn car; never mind her insurance would cover the cost. Logan was adamant that as he had wrecked her Cherokee, he would buy her a new one.
Exactly what services he provided the government and Fortune 500 companies other than security, she had no clue. Based on his SEAL background, there were probably some black-ops jobs in there, too. Even though she was certain he was doing well, he worked hard for his money and shouldn’t be spending it on her. The last thing she wanted to do was take anything from the boy who’d grown up with nothing.
Once the two he-men finished their grunting—finally settling on a price that seemed to satisfy them both—Logan whipped out his phone, called his office, and told someone named Barbie to arrange a bank transfer. A few minutes later, the salesman accepted a call from Logan’s bank confirming that the money was on its way. The keys were dropped in her hand, and just like that, she had a new car.
“Jeez, Logan, next time I need something done fast and efficiently, I’m putting you in charge,” she said after the salesman left to put a temporary tag on the Jeep.
No answer, not even a glance at her as he picked up Regan’s carrier and walked out of the office. Dani narrowed her eyes at his back.
In the parking lot, she stared at the sleek black Grand Cherokee Summit, loaded with every option imaginable. It really was a beauty. They moved Regan’s car seat to The Black,the name Dani decided to give the Jeep. After leaving the keys to Scott’s car with the salesman for her friends to pick up later, Logan slid into the passenger side and strapped himself in.
Dani opened the driver’s door and poked her head in. “Aren’t you driving?”
He stared out his window, giving her the back of his head. “Nope.”
The blasted man had been like this ever since she’d made her daring announcement. It pleased her while at the same time irked her. She had gotten to him, but his resolve to ignore her grated.
“Fine.” She slammed the door and immediately regretted her show of temper and for hurting The Black. “I’m sorry,” she said, and patted the glossy door. Once Regan was safely secured, Dani slid behind the wheel, turned the key, and backed out.
“Where to now, ninja boy?”
She kept her face forward, but watched him from the corner of her eye.
He turned his head toward her. “Ninja boy?”
“Hmm?” All morning, he had warily watched her the way one would a copperhead snake. She considered biting him, but reached over and squeezed his forearm instead. “Oh, thanks for the car. I love it.”
His eyes lowered to her hand, then back up to her face. “Least I could do.”
There were things she wished he’d do. She shifted into drive and eased through the dealership lot. “I don’t want to go home yet. What would you like for lunch?”
“Whatever you feel like.”
Dani stopped the car. “I’m not moving another inch until you adjust your attitude. You’ve been pissy all morning. Enough already.”
His lips thinned and he put his hand on the door handle. He was going to get out. If he did, when he finally made his way back to her house, he was going to find all his clothes and spy toys in a pile in her yard.
“I swear to God, Dani, you’re making me crazy. Just take me to the Harley dealership so I can pick up my bike.”
She bit back a smile. She was getting to him, all right. Evan had been so easygoing, always happy. Whenever she thought of her husband, she thought of peace and comfort, a big, cuddly man who always looked on the bright side of things. Logan was leaner and meaner, a challenge that stirred her blood. Living with him would not be a walk in the park, but it would be damned interesting.
Why was she thinking of living with him? All she wanted from him
Exactly what services he provided the government and Fortune 500 companies other than security, she had no clue. Based on his SEAL background, there were probably some black-ops jobs in there, too. Even though she was certain he was doing well, he worked hard for his money and shouldn’t be spending it on her. The last thing she wanted to do was take anything from the boy who’d grown up with nothing.
Once the two he-men finished their grunting—finally settling on a price that seemed to satisfy them both—Logan whipped out his phone, called his office, and told someone named Barbie to arrange a bank transfer. A few minutes later, the salesman accepted a call from Logan’s bank confirming that the money was on its way. The keys were dropped in her hand, and just like that, she had a new car.
“Jeez, Logan, next time I need something done fast and efficiently, I’m putting you in charge,” she said after the salesman left to put a temporary tag on the Jeep.
No answer, not even a glance at her as he picked up Regan’s carrier and walked out of the office. Dani narrowed her eyes at his back.
In the parking lot, she stared at the sleek black Grand Cherokee Summit, loaded with every option imaginable. It really was a beauty. They moved Regan’s car seat to The Black,the name Dani decided to give the Jeep. After leaving the keys to Scott’s car with the salesman for her friends to pick up later, Logan slid into the passenger side and strapped himself in.
Dani opened the driver’s door and poked her head in. “Aren’t you driving?”
He stared out his window, giving her the back of his head. “Nope.”
The blasted man had been like this ever since she’d made her daring announcement. It pleased her while at the same time irked her. She had gotten to him, but his resolve to ignore her grated.
“Fine.” She slammed the door and immediately regretted her show of temper and for hurting The Black. “I’m sorry,” she said, and patted the glossy door. Once Regan was safely secured, Dani slid behind the wheel, turned the key, and backed out.
“Where to now, ninja boy?”
She kept her face forward, but watched him from the corner of her eye.
He turned his head toward her. “Ninja boy?”
“Hmm?” All morning, he had warily watched her the way one would a copperhead snake. She considered biting him, but reached over and squeezed his forearm instead. “Oh, thanks for the car. I love it.”
His eyes lowered to her hand, then back up to her face. “Least I could do.”
There were things she wished he’d do. She shifted into drive and eased through the dealership lot. “I don’t want to go home yet. What would you like for lunch?”
“Whatever you feel like.”
Dani stopped the car. “I’m not moving another inch until you adjust your attitude. You’ve been pissy all morning. Enough already.”
His lips thinned and he put his hand on the door handle. He was going to get out. If he did, when he finally made his way back to her house, he was going to find all his clothes and spy toys in a pile in her yard.
“I swear to God, Dani, you’re making me crazy. Just take me to the Harley dealership so I can pick up my bike.”
She bit back a smile. She was getting to him, all right. Evan had been so easygoing, always happy. Whenever she thought of her husband, she thought of peace and comfort, a big, cuddly man who always looked on the bright side of things. Logan was leaner and meaner, a challenge that stirred her blood. Living with him would not be a walk in the park, but it would be damned interesting.
Why was she thinking of living with him? All she wanted from him
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