Page 95 of Until Tomorrow
“Are you cheating on Eva?” I demanded loudly. I practically threw my phone on his desk with his profile pulled up. His eyes widened with panic. “I swear to God, Logan, if you’re cheating on Eva, I don’t care if we’re fucking friends, I’ll drag your ass up to the roof and push you myself!”
“Be quiet!” he snapped, shooting out of his chair when the door reopened.
“Is everything okay?” The secretary poked her head inside. “Do you need me to call security?”
“No, no!” Logan rushed to say. He waved her off as he stepped in front of me. “It’s fine, really.”
“It’s not fine—”
“It’s fine, Elizabeth,” he damn near yelled over me. “I’ve got this. But thank you. Please, shut the door.Now.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I continued when we were alone. “Who the fuck is she, Logan? I swear to God, I’ll fucking kill you. This is bullshit and—”
One hand clamped down hard over my mouth while the other painfully fisted in my hair, dragging me close. The desperation in his expression was wild. I tried to free myself, but his hold on me was vicious.
“What are your search settings?” Logan demanded in a hiss.What?I shook my head with confusion. “Men looking for what? What do you search for, Elliot?”
Men looking for men.
I deflated instantly, my eyes widening.
There was no way…
He must’ve seen the recognition on my face because he took several steps back. The discomfort in his demeanor wasn’t lost on me.
Holy shit.
“Logan, are you—”
“This is still my place of work,” he replied over me. “The café at the intersection has a standing reservation under my name. I’ll meet you there as soon as I’ve done damage control here.Fuck.”
He straightened his jacket and fussed with the small details while I just stared at him. I couldn’t wrap my head around it.There was no way Logan was…
Fuck, I couldn’t even think the sentence. That was how ridiculous the sentiment was.
“Logan—”
“Just go, Elliot,” he said over me. There was no room for arguing in his voice. I just nodded stupidly because I had no idea what the hell I was supposed to say.
I left, my legs carrying me on autopilot. I gave the wary secretary a slight wave as an apology, not trusting my tongue if I started talking. Outside, I stopped on the sidewalk and just stared at the sky. I looked for cameras, for two suns, for alien ships, for…. something to indicate that I was out of my fucking mind. I had to be.
There was no way in hell Logan was interested in men.
There couldn’t be.
Chapter 49
Logan
Elizabethwaseasygoing,whichmade smoothing the whole Elliot situation easy.A fight between friends—something I’d make sure never showed up at the office again.That didn’t stop the nosy stares from my coworkers pointed in my direction as I talked to her. I was all too aware of how Max—the most cutthroat lawyer in our firm—stood in the doorway to his office just watching me.
My heart hammered erratically in my chest. How much had he heard? How much had anyone heard? I was fairly certain that they couldn’t hear him with the door closed, but I wasn’t sure.
Did they hear his accusations of my cheating?
Did they hear his threat?
How the hell was I going to explain this to anyone?
