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Logan hadn’t reported him. That was a bonus. Tate had been worried about coming into work this afternoon, only to find out he no longer had a job, but that hadn’t been the case. So, he pushed aside his annoyance and got busy with the Friday night crowd. The fact that the suit hadn’t shown up was bothering him, and that was really starting to piss him off.
    It wasn’t as if someone who had slept with nearly the entire staff of women and a few of the men would be sitting around here on a Friday night .
    And why am I still thinking about it ? Jesus, move on already man.
    It didn’t help that before he’d shown up at work, he’d received a call from Diana, who proceeded to tell him that she’d just gotten engaged. That, of course, meant that everything between them needed to be resolved now, and the divorce she’d been putting off would be finalized. Diana had claimed she was doing him a favor by calling, and she’d wanted him to hear it from her first instead of finding out from someone else, or worse, his parents since they all still talked.
    How fucking nice for them to all remain friendly. Granted, Tate’s sister had been best friends with Diana before they got married. But where is the damn loyalty? And how on earth did she find some other schmuck to take her on? It’s only been a little over a year. Well, as far as he was concerned, she could go and suck the schmuck as much as she wanted. I’m free now.
    Tonight just needed to be written off. It was going down the shitter for sure.
    While grabbing a bottle of water for himself, he observed the door being pulled open, and Logan stepping inside.
    Tate couldn’t decide if he was relieved the guy had shown or if he was worried about what would come out of Logan’s mouth once he was seated. He wasn’t exactly in the mood to be dicked around, and this guy seemed to push his buttons—and he delighted in the pushing.
    Watching objectively as Logan made his way through the crowd, Tate noticed he looked different this evening. The glasses were gone, and he was in jeans and a black V-neck shirt. Although the outfit looked casual, Tate was pretty sure each item of clothing was designer-made. Logan must’ve shrugged his coat off outside because he was holding it down by his leg as he shouldered through everyone, including several women who turned to look him over.
    As he got closer, Tate was astounded by the sexual confidence and pull that Logan exuded. It was so obvious and potent that Tate knew Logan could have any pick of the women he wanted. Finally, he made it to the bar and sat down in his usual spot, immediately seeking out Tate and inclining his head in his direction.
    Making sure not to give any reaction at all, Tate casually tipped his head back and took a gulp of water, securing his fingers around the bottle. He had always thought of himself as self-assured, someone who knew his way around, especially when it came to playing the game of cat and mouse. He made a living off of it. He was always the cat that never caught the mouse, but he sure played with it for a while to make good money. But in this scenario, with this guy, Tate found himself feeling a lot like the mouse—and that pissed him off.
    Pulling the bottle from his mouth, he noticed that Logan’s focus was still on him. He twisted the cap back on and placed the bottle on the bench behind the bar, wondering if he could get the upper hand back. He made his way toward the end of the bar, but just before he got there, Amelia, one of the girls he was scheduled to work with regularly, grabbed his arm.
    Tate looked down at her and found wide brown eyes sparkling back at him.
    She gave him her best please smile. “Do you mind if I take him?”
    Trying to think of a good reason to say no, considering the last two nights Logan had tipped him extremely well, Tate, instead, came up with nothing. “Sure, go ahead.”
    Amelia leaned up on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “You’re the