okay?”
“Did you know?” was all Gillian could get out. Logan’s eyes went wide, but he remained silent. She repeated herself, this time through gritted teeth as her body began to respond to the adrenaline that it was producing. “Did. You. Know?” she implored again, emphasizing every word. The deer in the headlights look remained, and she knew the answer … he did know she was in town. The mistress now lived in close proximity to her husband, and he was fully aware of it. Rage and fury started to churn in her stomach, causing bile to rise. Fortunately, she hadn’t eaten yet, so there was nothing to bring up. But rage and fury were good; she could handle them, it was far better than humiliation and shame she felt three minutes ago, that’s for sure.
“Are you still seeing her?” she snarled at him. But her question was once again met by silence. Okay, take a deep breath—in through the nose, out the mouth. Just breathe. The skeletons must have picked up on her fury because they decided to stop dancing and just stood in the corner quietly.
“Are you going to respond to any of my questions? Don’t you have the balls to answer my questions Logan? Or should I go ask her?” Once again, it came out through gritted teeth. Her jaw was beginning to hurt, but that got his attention.
“Yes, I did know she was living here now, baby. I'm sorry I didn’t tell you.”
“That’s one way to avoid the other question. Your evasion of it, though, can only lead me to assume that you are, still in fact, involved with her!”
“Gillian, please, let’s not get all worked up over this. We have guests here, and this is something we can talk about later.”
He really had some nerve! Where did he get off counseling her on how to act? She was about to pounce on him, to take out her rage on his clueless expression, when Jason rushed into the room.
Jason Michaels was Jake’s slightly older brother, but more importantly, Logan’s business partner and best friend. A tall, broad-shouldered, brooding, Alpha male, he could command the attention of everyone when walking into a room, simply with his size. Brooding aside, he was certainly a good-looking male specimen. In fact, the brooding might even enhance his attractiveness. He looked intimidating, and could probably glare a weaker man into submission, but to those of us who knew him, he was a total marshmallow on the inside. Especially when it came to anybody important in his life needing his support or attention, it was clearly a family trait.
“Logan what the hell is going on?” Jason growled at Logan as he proceeded to sit next to Gillian and put his arm around her. He was glaring at Logan expectantly, while awaiting an answer, but he remained silent. Well, at least Logan was being consistent with his lack of answers. The shocked look on his face was priceless as he stared back at Jason. Jason then turned and looked at Gillian, his face softened and asked, “Are you okay, Gilly? What do you need me to do for you? Should I ask her to leave the party?”
That was when she realized that Jason knew who Jody was. Of course he did! Why wouldn’t he, he was Logan’s best friend? But for some reason, just knowing that Jason knew what was happening, and that he was supporting her in the matter, brought more tears to her eyes. She turned and quickly threw her arms around his neck, taking in the comfort of a friend’s support. Jason, of course, hugged her back affirming that she could lean on him if she needed. She could hear the muffled sound of Logan grumbling at Jason over the big shoulder and chest muscles that seemed to be drowning him out. “Jason what the hell are doing? I'm trying to talk to my wife here. Get the fuck out!”
“I don’t think so, man! What the hell is that woman doing here?”
“I didn’t invite her here! Gillian works with her husband, apparently, and she invited him !”
“That’s not what I mean, and you know it! What the hell is she doing