“And then seduced you to make sure?”
“Maybe.” Actually he was pretty sure they’d seduced each other.
Logan was grinning. “Poor Josh. Taken advantage of by a woman.”
“Now she wants us to stay married for six months, then she’ll give me a quiet, quickie divorce.”
“Would that be so bad?”
“Shit yeah. I want to be free. I want more sex, and I don’t mean married sex.” He ran a hand through his hair. “She scares me. She’s, like, totally crazy and disorganized and scattered as hell, and she has all these hangers-on—animals and people. She has a chicken in her kitchen—not a dead one like normal people, but a real live fucking chicken. It even has a name. And it doesn’t like me. And she has this family, and they’re all assholes, and she needs looking after. Seriously. And I don’t do that shit. She is everything I do not want. So from now on, no more sex with my fucking wife.”
Logan’s lips twitched.
“Don’t fucking laugh at me. I’m in trouble. I haven’t felt this horny since I was fourteen. I need this fixed and soon.”
“What else?”
“I sort of threatened to tell her asshole relatives that she wasn’t really married.”
“Wrong move.”
“Definitely.” Especially as there was no way he’d do it. He hated making empty threats.
Logan thought for a moment. “Is she a bad person?”
“No, she’s…nice.”
“Then go talk to her. You’d be amazed by how much talking can achieve. Find out why she needs to stay married, and maybe you can sort something out between you.”
Yeah, talk to her.
But no touching.
He’d phone. How much trouble could he get into on the phone?
Chapter Six
Lexi wasn’t sure what she’d expected from Josh’s business, but this wasn’t it. Maybe some sleazy back office where he…did what?
What did a security company do? She’d presumed it was something like a private investigator, and he spent his time trailing unfaithful husbands and wives, or acting as a bouncer at clubs.
Perhaps she was wrong. Anyway, whatever he did, it was clearly lucrative.
His offices were in a tower block on one of the new business estates on the Isle of Dogs—a big glass and chrome tower, and according to the plaque on the wall, Slater Security took up the first three floors, plus the basement.
Maybe she should have dressed up. She was still wearing her oldest “comfort” jeans, which she’d pulled on that morning, but at least she’d added shoes and a bra—she had noticed him staring at her nipples earlier. And she’d combed her hair, pulling it into a tight ponytail.
He’d told her to call, but really, this was better face-to-face. Wasn’t it? She took a deep breath and pushed through the revolving doors, then stood for a moment in the marble-floored reception area. A stainless steel counter ran along the far wall, with a handsome young man in a suit behind it. She wandered across and peered over.
“I’d like to see Joshua Slater, please.” Actually, that wasn’t strictly true. She needed to see him. She didn’t really believe he would go visit her grandmother, at least, not without talking to her again. He had obviously come to the conclusion she’d seduced him on purpose. And that had pissed him off.
“Do you have an appointment?”
Sometimes being small and cute helped. She gave him a smile. “Could you tell him Lexi is here?”
His eyes widened a little, but he picked up the phone. “Of course. Just one moment.”
He spoke quietly into the phone, and then he put it down a moment later. “He’s in the gym. Down one floor. Take the elevator and someone will meet you.”
She took the elevator down a floor. When the doors opened, a woman was waiting. “Lexi?”
She nodded.
“I’m Sally, Josh’s PA. Would you come with me and I’ll take you to him?”
The woman was tall, blonde, sleek, and sophisticated in a charcoal gray business suit. Everything Lexi wasn’t. This whole thing was making her insecurities rise to the surface, and she hated that. As she hesitated, Sally glanced back over her shoulder and then slowed down so Lexi walked beside her. “You’re Josh’s wife?” she asked.
Lexi wasn’t sure what to say to that one. No was probably the correct answer, though maybe now she did qualify for the title. Anyway, she had no alternative to offer, so she nodded.
“Sorry, I meant not to ask, but I couldn’t resist.” Sally gave a quick grin. “Then again, it’s my duty. I’m going to get a lot of questions, and I want to be prepared.”
“Questions?”
“Well, we really thought he’d invented you to keep us all at a distance. But here you are. Everyone is going to want to know everything. ”
“They are?”
“Oh yeah.”
She was processing the information about keeping his distance. Perhaps he didn’t like to combine business with pleasure. “How long have you worked for him?”
“Four years.”