Page 13 of Daddy's Bad Girl
“So should I do something else? Change my major? Find a different life?”
My friend shrugs while glueing miniature crystal studs to her nails.
“I don’t know because those are big questions, and I don’t think it’s for me to say. You know that only you know the answer to those issues, Ems. But I don’t think it could hurt to take a night off and live a little now and then. You said he was hot, right? What was his name again?”
“Logan Blackshaw,” I say in a low voice. “And yes, he was gorgeous.”
Immediately, my mind goes back to the alpha male. Logan Blackshaw was definitely a ten, with his charcoal hair, piercing blue eyes, and imposing build. But it was also his charisma. He was confident and sure of himself, without putting me down or making me feel small. He was bold, too, inviting me to his apartment so soon after making introductions.
But then Minnie lets out a gasp and I snap back to reality.
“What is it?” I ask.
She’s staring at her phone, her blue eyes wide.
“Oh my god, Logan Blackshaw is H-O-T, girlfriend. You said he was good-looking, but you didn’t say he was a male model.”
She holds up her phone screen at me, and sure enough, it’s the handsome man from last week. Logan’s flashing blue eyes make my heart flutter even though it’s just a photo, and his jaw is square and solid, his nose a perfect ninety-degrees.
“He’s not a male model,” I say with a smile. “He said ... oh wait, he didn’t tell me his profession.”
But my friend’s fingers are already flying at the keypad as she searches.
“Oh my god, he’s a CEO! You didn’t mention that he’s loaded!”
I squint but then smile.
“That’s to be expected, Mins. Remember, this is Club Z. The membership fees are so steep that you basically need to be swimming in cash.”
But Minnie’s not listening. She’s reading furiously and looks up.
“There’s a ton about Logan Blackshaw online, Ems. You didn’t google him yourself, right after you got back?”
I shake my head.
“No, I try not to. I feel like it throws things off.”
Minnie gets an amused look on her pretty features.
“Ah yes, you’re trying not to jinx things, right? But Ems, this guy seems legit. I mean, according to this article, he founded a shop called CryptoCRX, which means he knows something about blockchain and all that stuff. It says here that he’s made a killing too, in the markets. This guy probably is worth billions, and that’s not an understatement.”
“Money’s not everything, Mins. You know that.”
My friend nods.
“Of course not, but it’s not nothing either. You know what my mom says: it’s just as easy to fall in love with a rich man, as it is a poor one.”
I shake my head.
“I’m not looking to fall in love, Mins. There’s too much on my plate for that.”
Minnie looks ready to argue, but then thinks better of it.
“Of course not! We’re young and just want to have fun. We’re not necessarily looking for love at this stage in our lives, but you don’t need to “fall in love” or anything so dramatic, Emma. I’m just saying that you should meet up with him and see what he has to offer. He promised you a good time, right?”
I shoot her a wry smile.
“All men promise a good time. That doesn’t mean they’ll necessarily deliver.”
