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Amber stood up. “I have some emails to send out, so I’m going to get to it.”

“Okay.”

She stopped at the door. “For the record, Mia is crazy about you and Poppy. I doubt you have anything serious to worry about regarding your relationship.”

I wanted to believe that, but doubt still lingered. My deep-rooted skepticism fueled the part of me just waiting for something to go wrong. “Thanks, Amber.”

35

MIA

I stared at my vibrating phone as if it were a bomb that would detonate if I touched it. The number flashing on the screen was one I’d been avoiding for days. Ever since Logan had resurfaced, he’d been like a plague, calling me nonstop. He was worse than the bookie who had his hooks in me for months.

Sighing heavily, I glanced around the lobby where a few moms and dads waited outside the dance studio. I then peeked through the tiny window on the door and glimpsed Poppy in her purple tutu. With shaking fingers, I answer Logan’s millionth call.

“What do you want?”

“Mia, finally. I’ve been trying to reach you.”

I looked skyward. “No shit. Why won’t you leave me alone? We have nothing to talk about.”

After a pause, he said. “I didn’t mean for things to go this far, but you refused to hear me out weeks ago.”

My stomach instantly started to churn. “W-what do you mean? How far have things gone?” Realizing my voice had risen to a high pitch, I glanced around the room again and lowered my tone. “Logan, what are you talking about?”

“I’m desperate, Mia…”

“And I’m done helping. I paid your debt.”

“Well, now I’ve got a new one.” He made a sound—somewhere between a moan and hysterical laugh. “Once you get into bed with these guys, you can’t get out.”

“I’ve helped you enough… against my will.” Anger practically boiled my blood when I remembered how he’d disappeared and left me at the mercy of a criminal. “I have nothing left.”

“That’s not true.”

I frowned at the chilling edge that his voice suddenly took on.

“You’re screwing a billionaire.”

My blood ran cold, and the room started to spin.

“I knew he had money as soon as I saw him. Then I saw the two of you take off in some fancy car…” Logan spat the words as if he resented Michael, a man he didn’t know, because he was successful. I’d actually dated this sorry excuse for a man.

“If you want money, how about getting a fucking job?” I hissed. The woman sitting across from me glanced up from the magazine she was flipping through. Her glaring raised eyebrows made me hunker down in my seat.

“I’ve seen you with him and his kid.”

The mention of Poppy made my heart sink into my ass.

“You’re living the high life, Mia. Surely, you can help out a friend.”

My jaw clenched to painful proportions. If we were face to face, I’d likely claw his eyes out for calling me his friend. “I’m just the nanny.”

“Come on, Mia,” he drawled. “Don’t lie to me. Anybody can tell you two are fucking.”

My fingers tightened around my phone.

“I bet if you ask him for a couple thousand, he’d hand it over to you. That’s chump change for a guy like him.”

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