"Logan is hitting on a brunette at the bar."
"Well, is that supposed to be news?"
"I think he's going to try to bring her home."
"So stop him. You're resourceful. Figure out some way to distract him."
Callie took a long, slow breath, counting as she inhaled and exhaled. "I've got it," she said. "I can handle this."
"Has he driven you crazy yet?"
"I've wanted to strangle him since I've gotten here. He just has a way of being so irritating."
Amy laughed. "As long as you're not falling for him, we're in good shape," she said.
"Any news on the legislation?"
"Still on schedule. We'll have you home in two weeks. Try to enjoy your time out of DC. Remember to stay low key. The less he notices you, the better."
"I'll try, but the way things are going, I feel like I'm going to need a vacation from my vacation."
"We'll see."
"Send Ethan and Vi my love," Callie said. She hung up the phone and looked at herself in the mirror. "You're just doing your job," she said. "There's nothing more to this." Then she slid her phone back into her purse and straightened her hair. It was time to end her contest with Logan and end his flirtation with the brunette. Callie couldn't believe what she was about to do.
She caught Logan's eye across the room as she walked over to him. He gave her a knowing smile, and he seemed quite pleased with himself. Things must have been going well with the brunette. He probably thought he was winning. He must have bought her a drink and laid on his charm. The poor guy had no idea what he had coming. Callie couldn't help but notice how he kept his eyes on her and not the brunette as she got closer.
Ignoring the other woman, Callie leaned into Logan and whispered, "I win."
Logan raised an eyebrow. "Who?" he asked as he looked around the room. "You haven't even talked to anyone else."
"I didn't have to," Callie said. She leaned in closer and pressed her lips against his. She just had to kiss him long enough to scare off the brunette, but as she leaned into Logan and kissed him, something strange happened. Callie felt a thrill run through her body as Logan pulled her tighter against himself and returned her advances, sliding his tongue against hers, sending waves of warmth through her body. He kept his hand firm against her back and held her there. She didn't know what she had expected, but the tenderness of Logan's embrace had caught her off guard, and Callie forgot all about why she was kissing him and let herself melt into his arms.
She let out a little breath and kissed him again. She wanted more. Oh, God, she wanted more. This was bad. This was oh so very bad. And good. And bad. What in the world had made her think that kissing Logan was a good idea? She knew that she should pull back and make some witty remark, but she couldn't. She didn't want to do anything but keep herself locked against him. Somewhere, deep inside her mind a siren blared: Get out! Get out before its too late! Callie sighed and pulled back from the kiss, letting her nose rest against Logan's nose as she looked into his eyes. What was he going to say now?#p#分页标题#e#
Logan grinned. Maybe it was just Callie's imagination, but he looked half-dazed. "Now I have to think of something else to ask for when I win our other bet," he said.
Callie tried to snap back to reality. "I guess I'll have to think of something else too," she said. More than anything, she wanted to lean in for a second kiss, but she was afraid that if she did so, she'd never stop. "I have to go. Maybe I'll see you around," she said. She pushed herself back from Logan and turned for the door.
She had just done the one thing she had been warned not to do. She had kissed Logan Harris, and she had liked it. As she stepped out onto the sidewalk, Callie tried to catch her breath. There was no taking that kiss back, so what should she do next?
Six
The week had been a blur. The harder Logan tried to finish the last of his work at the brewery, the quicker new problems seemed to pop up. All he wanted was to step aside, hand over the business and turn his attention back to Callie. She was still a mystery. It had been almost a week since he had kissed her right there at the bar, and yet she acted like nothing had happened between them. She didn't act awkward or keep her distance. She just put on a cheerful face and pretended like they were simply good acquaintances.
Like hell they were. Logan had kissed his fair share of women, and none of them, not one, had ever left him hanging the way Callie had. How she could act like she hadn't felt the electricity between them was beyond him. It was maddening. Maybe this was her thing, maybe she enjoyed making men want her, popping up here and there at random moments, just when they were able to put her out of their minds.