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“So I imagine you don’t plan on being my assistant for the rest of your life,” Logan says smoothly, as though I haven’t just presented him with a long awkward silence to admire his physique. I blush to myself, though I know he has no idea what I was thinking of. “What are your dreams? Your aspirations?”

This all feels very personal. I’ve never had a boss of mine ask anything about my life, and I’ve been working since I was sixteen. Before my brother made his fortune, we were strapped for cash and I was forced to take on a job to help him with the bills, leaving me with little in the way of dreams for myself. With our father in prison, working long hours was the only way to keep us in our poky little apartment. I wonder if Logan knows all of that since he’s Joshua’s closest friend. Part of me doubts it. Joshua is a very private man.

But Logan’s asking me what I want to do now, not about my past. I clear my throat.

“Well…eventually, I’d like to be a makeup artist. That’s why Joshua suggested I get a job here last year. He thought working within the industry would give me ideas about what to do.”

Logan frowns. “I had no idea. If I had known, perhaps I could have helped you out. Gotten you in contact with some people who could give you some training.”

I blink several times. “You’d do that…for me?”

Logan smiles, letting his cigarette fall to the ground. He stubs it out with his shoe. “Of course I would. Let me talk to some of my contacts. I have some excellent clients who make large orders. They work as makeup artists for the biggest and best. You’ll be set up in no time.”

I can hardly believe it. Two minutes of conversation with Logan, and he’s practically offering me my dreams on a silver platter. I guess that’s how it works when you know rich people. They’re used to getting things their way. To him, this might not be a big deal, but for me? It’s everything.

“Logan?”

I turn around and see my brother striding towards me and my boss. He too is dressed smartly in his signature navy suit and a pair of sunglasses. A few ladies walk past and look his way, struck by how handsome he is. I’ve seen it a million times before. Women are always enchanted by him. But Joshua doesn’t have time for any of them. Much like Logan, he’s married to his job. He removes his sunglasses as he approaches, revealing his haunting green eyes. They’re just like mine, but Joshua’s have seen so much more than mine. He’s the responsible one who always kept us afloat. Now, he has everything in the world he could possibly want, but the sparkle still hasn’t returned to his eyes.

“Long time no see,” Logan says, bringing Joshua in for a quick hug. They both slap one another on the back in a boisterous way as they pull apart. “I was just talking to your sister about her dreams of being a makeup artist.”

Joshua looks my way with a raised eyebrow, unsmiling. “Yeah? It’s good to know she’s still chasing that down. You’re worth so much more than assistant work.”

I blush. “It’s not so bad.”

Logan laughs. “Not so bad? Wow, way to make a guy feel good.”

“I didn’t mean to offend you…”

Logan shakes his head. “Don’t worry about it. You didn’t. Hey, where are you headed, Josh? Anywhere nice?”

“I made us a reservation at Bonita,” Joshua says, putting a protective arm around my shoulder. “You should come with us. It’s been a long time since we last went out.”

“And whose fault is that?” Logan asks playfully. “I’d love to.”

My heart almost fails me. Dinner? With my insanely handsome boss? Not to mention my brother too, his best friend?

I’m not certain my heart can take it.

CHAPTER 3

Logan

Joshua inviting me to dinner is the best thing that’s happened to me in weeks. Spending more time with my hot assistant is a great way to end the day. Plus, now that she’s starting to open up a little, perhaps we can really strike something up. If I asked her on a date, would she say yes, or be scared of how it would make her look? Everyone knows you’re not supposed to date people you work with, especially not your boss. But maybe she’d make an exception for me if I showed her a good time.

But the more I think about it, the more the idea seems like a bad one. I haven’t dated in years. I’ve had a string of one-night stands, all with women hot enough to melt butter. But with all the time I spend at work, I’m not exactly looking for a long term relationship. I have plenty to give a woman if she’s just looking for something casual, but something real? That’s out of the question.

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