Page 13 of Ex's Accidental Baby

The rest of the day goes by in a sort of blur, and I’m not at the top of my game. I can’t help but be mired in memories of when Meredith and I were together.

It’s nearing five when everyone heads out, and I realize that Meredith is still in her office. I knock on her door again. She doesn’t answer right away.

“Meredith?”

She opens the door, standing there in her pantsuit, looking up at me. “Yes, boss?”

There’s a hint of a tease in her voice, and it makes me smile. Maybe she’s coming around after all.

“It’s almost closing time.”

“I’ve got a little work to finish. I’ll lock up.”

“Are you sure? I could drive you home.”

She stiffens. “I have my own car.”

“Of course, you do,” I mumble. Meredith is the epitome of “born with a silver spoon in her mouth.” She has everything taken care of, and maybe part of me resented that.

Meredith glares at me. “Don’t start, Logan.”

I hold up my hands in defense. “Who said I’m starting anything?”

“I know how you feel about my family situation.”

“You don’t know how I feel about itnow.”

She crosses her arms over her chest. “Do you feel differently about it now?”

I think about it for a long moment. “No.”

She snorts. “Typical.”

I want to roll my eyes, but I contain myself.

“I guess I’ll see you tomorrow, princess.”

“Don’t call me that.” She pushes past me, stalking out of the building.

“Thought you had work to do!” I call, but it’s too late, she’s already outside.

I let out a long breath before following her.

I grab her wrist as she heads to her car, and she whirls around, her blue eyes aflame.

“What do you want from me, Logan?”

I huff out a breath. “I just want us to be civil.”

“I’m being civil.”

I scoff. “Yeah, right. If looks could kill, I’d be dead.”

She groans, rubbing a hand across her face. “I can’t pretend that I like you, Logan. But I don’t have to like you. You’re my boss, not my boyfriend.”

“We can’t pretend that the past didn’t happen.”

“Watch me.”

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