The Billionaire's Kiss(22)

"I see," Callie said. "And what happens after that?"

"I try to hold on to that feeling as long as I can. Then, when it's gone, I try to find it again."

"Have you ever thought of just finding someone you're compatible with and, I don't know, dating?"

"Compatibility is overrated."

"Do you have some kind of mantra for everything? Or are you quoting from the billionaire playboy playbook?"

"I just think people wander through life looking for the one person who completes them. I feel bad for them. They go from one relationship to the next trying to make something work when it won't. Why not just accept the truth and enjoy it?"

"What truth is that?" Callie asked.

"People love feeling like they're falling. They just don't realize that at some point, they have to hit the ground."

"And you're more than glad to drop them as soon as you lose interest?"

"I'm willing to accept reality, that's all. You should try it. I guarantee you'll have a wonderful time."

"One that won't last very long."

"All good things," Logan said, shaking his head. "Of course, I can't help it that women are naturally drawn to me."

"Ha," Callie blurted out. "You think you're that good?" She looked around the room. No one really looked like a threat, no curvaceous women, no one eyeing Logan like he was a piece of meat. Maybe this would be a chance to win him over a little bit and learn how to keep him in line later on. "Let's see what you've got."

"Right now?" Logan asked.

"Seems fair. I'll sit here and watch you work your magic. If you're as good as you say you are, that shouldn't be a problem. And if you care as little as you say you do, you'll have no problem coming back over here when you're done."

"Hmm," Logan said, "sounds like a good idea, but I want to make one little change."

"What's that?" Callie asked.

“You have to give it a shot, too."

"What? Do you really think I'm going to go hit on some random guy?"

"Why not?” Logan asked. “Are you afraid you'll get yourself in trouble?"

"No, I'm afraid that I'll attract some creep who won't leave me alone. I'm a woman. I could have any single guy in this bar and half the married ones if I wanted. You're the one who will end up getting yourself into trouble.”

"I do seem to have a talent for that. Although, from the sounds of it, you might, too. How about this: if you’re having trouble, just motion to me, and I’ll come and save you. Do we have a deal?"

Callie exhaled a long, slow breath. Maybe this would be a good chance to see Logan in action without having to worry about him leaving with someone. After all, there weren’t many women in the bar, and Callie wanted to know a few of the warning signs if Logan ended up really hitting on someone in the future. She had painted herself into a corner, and agreeing seemed like the only way out. How much trouble could Logan really get into with her there watching? “Sure.”

"Good. You're going to lose this one." As Logan spoke, Callie watched trouble walk into the room, 5' 8" of trouble with dark brown hair, full lips and even fuller breasts. She wore a tight black dress that accentuated her curves. Half of the men in the bar were already drooling over her, and the other half simply hadn't seen her yet. It was like the whole center of gravity in the room had shifted to her. The woman took one look towards Logan and started heading over toward him. Callie's heart skipped a beat as she wondered what to do. The first step was to play it cool.

"Maybe this isn't such a good idea," she said.

"Nonsense," Logan replied. "You're only bailing on it because a hot woman just walked in. This bet is on."

Callie looked around the room some more and wondered what to do. She couldn't leave Logan alone with the brunette, and she couldn't back down on their little wager either. She just needed some time to figure out a plan.

"Well, I'm going to run to the bathroom before I find some unsuspecting man to wrap around my little finger."

"Take all the time you need. Your seat might be occupied when you get back though."

Callie grabbed her purse and headed off to the bathroom. She grabbed her phone and placed a call as she made her way across the restaurant. She needed advice, and she needed it quickly.

"Amy, it's me, I need to talk," she said. She pushed her way into the bathroom and leaned over the sink.

"What's up?" Amy asked. Callie could hear Ethan and Vi in the background talking loudly.

"Is this a bad time?"

"We're en route to a fundraiser, you have about two minutes."