Page 50 of Keepsake

“Come in,” it was Dustin who called when I didn’t react.

She looked self-conscious, padding over us. Her brown hair fell into rogue strands over her face, and she quickly brushed it back. I let my eyes wander, from her rosy cheeks to her fitted t-shirt and her legs… shapely with full hips.

Logan looked good. Wholesome and…

Young.

My eyes zapped from her legs. I shouldn’t have been gawking.

“They gave me this,” she told me timidly, pointing to the hard hat.

“That’s right, no one’s allowed in without one. What are you doing here?” I asked, but it was obviously too harsh. Logan frowned, but Dustin saved me when he extended his hand. “I’m Dustin, Alvaro’s business partner.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Logan.”

She didn’t say what she was to me. She wasn’t mine, so that was that.

“I brought Alvaro something to eat.”

Moving away from Dustin, she came to me. I rose on my feet, rolling my shoulders back, trying not to be an ass.

“I was grabbing lunch, and I thought…” She swallowed and trailed off, extending a paper bag to me.

It took me a second too long to take it, thanking her in the process.

“It’s nothing. I just thought you might like it. Do you like Vietnamese food? It’s my absolute favorite.”

I’d never had it, but my mouth watered just from the smell.

“Where is Lachlan?” I looked around like she was hiding a toddler behind her back.

“Dr. Maya,” she replied. “I decided to grab lunch as they talk. I already ate and I still have,” she checked her smart watch, “twenty-eight minutes.”

Something about the way she said it made me smile. That was so Logan, knowing everything so precisely. Scratching my cheek, I nodded in the direction she came. “Come on, I’ll give you the tour.”

I didn’t expect to see the excitement in her eyes, but she bounced on her feet and waved goodbye to Dustin as I guided her out.

“I’ll be back soon,” I told him, but he just smirked and said nothing.

I hated the way he looked at me, that little smile on the corner of his lips like he knew shit.

Ignoring him, I brought Logan out.

“Here, let’s start with the lobby.”

“What’s this going to be?” she asked, her eyes sweeping across the room.

“It’s a guest house. A cheaper alternative to a hotel.”

Logan scrunched her nose. “This is an expensive area. How cheap can it really be?”

I couldn’t hide my smile. “Smart girl.” I chuckled. “They own the chain of hotels down the road.”

“No.”

“Yeah, greedy fuckers. They get them coming and going.”

“Hmm, show me more.”

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