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to have taken a hundred photos—some back-to-back, some facing each other, some of him sitting, some of them around a desk. When the shoot was over, Magdalena was exhausted, and even Logan, who rarely showed fatigue, seemed tired.
    “Oh, Lord,” she said to him as they got on the elevator. “I could never be a model.That was tedious.”
    “I agree, I’m dead on my feet. You could be one because of your appearance, though.”
    “Thanks. You, too. Porter was drooling over you.”
    “You noticed?”
    “Gimme a break.”
    “I’m glad it’s over,” Logan commented as they walked toward the door. “And that the shoot was in the afternoon. Buy you a martini?”
    “I’d love one.”
    They found a place near the studioand went inside. Small and dim, a few people gathered at the bar. They snagged a table, ordered drinks. She’d started to speak when she was distracted by something behind him.
“Skurwysyn!”
    “I know that’s a Polish swear word, but why are you using it?”
    “Take a look.” Her eyes narrowed. “Of all the gin joints…”
    Logan turned to see who had come into the bar
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    “Huh. What a coincidence.Ana’s ex-husband.”
    “I should have realized we might bump into him so close to the college. Ana said that toward the end of their marriage, he was drinking heavily.”
    Jared spotted them immediately and left his girlfriend at a table and approached them. Tall, broad-shouldered, with classic features almost as angular as Logan’s, Jared’s expression was somber. “Hello, Magdalena. I didn’t wantto be rude and ignore you.”
    She lifted her chin. “I’d rather you were rude, Jared.”
    He recoiled, then recovered. “Hello, Logan. Good to see you again.”
    Taking his cue from Magdalena, Logan nodded and said, “Hello, Jared,” but didn’t offer his hand. The man was smart enough to leave.
    Bracing his arms on the table, Logan leaned in. “I have never, in the seven years I’ve known you,seen you be so overtly, purposely mean to someone.”
    “I know. I’ll go to confession. I can’t tolerate the man.” She took a bead on Logan. “You know, he did just the opposite of what you did.”
    “What was that?”
    “You were there for me, not just during the whole, awful week that Pete and Donnie died, but since then. For almost four years. I love you for it, Logan.”
    He grinned. “
Kochamciebie
, too, Magdalena.”
    As he’d known it would, the use of the Polish term pulled her out of the dark place she always went to when discussing Jared Creswell’s betrayal of her sister.
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    Logan poured over the resumes of the last of the employees at The Natural Life. His eyes were crossing by now. He’d been at this a week, while Magdalena worked on numbers across the hall.They’d spent most of their waking hours here, ordering lunch in and eating together, going out for dinner to get away for a bit. They’d strolled back to the office, even though it was cold, and stayed till after midnight each day
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    Thomas appeared in the doorway. “Still here?”
    “Yeah.” He held up a resume. “Almost done, though. You shouldn’t be here this late.”
    “I have work to do, too,Logan.” His tone was sharp, making Logan cringe.
    “Of course you have work, Thomas. You’re an important part of this business. But you have a family. I thought you’d gone home for the weekend.”
    “Sorry. I didn’t mean to snipe. I should have left hours ago.”
    Needing a break, Logan stood. “How about a Scotch? I could use one and am about done here.”
    They sat on his butter-soft lightbrown leather couch. Thomas put his feet up on the coffee table. “So, I see your girlfriend is still here.”
    “I wish you wouldn’t use that term. I’ve told you a thousand times there’s nothing like that between us.”
    “Yeah I know. I just can’t believe you’d be able to spend so much time with her without landing in the sack. I’ll bet she’s great.”
    Uncomfortable with the discussion, Logantried to