The Billionaire's Kiss(25)

"I've been thinking about that kiss the other night," Callie said.

"Yeah?" Logan said. He stopped walking. "I guess I have, too. What about it?" As much as he tried to downplay it, Logan hadn't been able to stop thinking about Callie or that kiss since she had leaned into him and planted her lips on his. The kiss had been a complete surprise, the last thing he had expected from her. Logan was usually deft at reading women, but Callie had him completely confused. He couldn't tell what she was going to do from one moment to the next, and he liked the thrill and surprise he felt whenever she made her next move.

More than the surprise of it, he couldn't stop thinking about the kiss itself. Callie had kissed him for maybe fifteen seconds, just long enough for him to lean back into her and slide his tongue against hers, just long enough for that wonderful, dizzy feeling to fill his head and his chest and make him feel like he was falling. Then, almost as soon as Callie had kissed him, she had pulled away, leaving him wanting more.

"Can you keep a secret?" Callie asked, motioning with her finger for him to come closer.

"It depends on whether or not it's one worth keeping."

"I've been thinking about kissing you again."

"Oh, really?" Logan asked. He looked down at Callie's pint glass. She had already finished off half of her beer, and he was beginning to wonder if she were buzzed. "And why would you do a thing like that? I seem to remember you saying something about being my father's houseguest and not wanting to cause any trouble."

Callie's grin widened. "Maybe I need to figure out if I want to kiss you again."

"And the way to figure that out is by kissing me?"

"Yeah," Callie said. She took another deep drink of her drink. For someone who didn't like beer, she sure was drinking it quickly. "Maybe I could use a little more trouble in my life." Callie hiccuped at the end of her sentence. God, even her hiccups were cute.

Callie, I'm more trouble than I'm worth, he thought. "Yeah, I think maybe it might be time to get you home."

"Let's just stay for one more drink," Callie said. "And then we can go.” Instead, they started telling each other stories. With each story, Logan and Callie each leaned in a little closer together. Hours passed. The stories started to blur together until Callie announced that she only had one more story to tell. “Want to hear about my first time?” she asked.

“Woah,” Logan said. “I didn’t expect that turn.”#p#分页标题#e#

“No I meant my first job for Haven Communications, the first time I went into the field on my own.”

“I would love to hear that story. Maybe some time you can tell me the other one too,” he said.

Callie blushed at his suggestion and shrugged it off. “So I had flown out to California, and the client — I can’t tell you his name, so let’s call him Brian — had a Rolls Royce come pick me up at the airport. He had been married for a few years, and he was selling off his winery in order to move with his wife back to the East Coast. I should mention that this was Brian’s third wife, and she was a little insecure about their relationship, probably because it had started while he was still married to the second wife.”

“This is getting interesting,” Logan said. He liked the way Callie’s face lit up when she told a story, the way she made eye contact and swung her arms around to add extra flourish to everything anecdote. “So what happened?”

“Well, Brian’s wife had found out that he had sent the car out to the airport, and she had noticed that he had been sneaking around doing something. Her mind had jumped to an affair.”

“How do you know that?” Logan asked.

“Well, she threatened me with her stiletto on the tarmac as soon as I tried to get in the car. She yelled, ‘Are you Bella? You bitch! I should have known he’d screw some young blonde.’ I didn’t know what to say so I pulled out my license and handed it to her, and I explained who I was and what I did for a living. Well, that convinced her that her husband was trying to cover up an affair, only now she thought it was with someone else.

“When we got back, Brian was waiting on the front steps for his wife, and she shot across the walkway at him, swearing and shouting and calling him every name she could imagine, and asked him how he thought he could hide something like that from her.”

“So what happened?” Logan asked.

“Well, he looked at me, and he shrugged, and then he said, ‘I thought she’d make you happy.’ I took a step back at that point and readied myself for the fireworks. ‘You what?’ she shouted. ‘You are sick! I can’t believe you!’ She collapsed on the ground.”