6.2 Sticky notes, breakfasts and New friends

(Logan)

Logan lived for working. He had always been a hardcore workaholic. But today was just too much even for him with his new client constantly questioning everyone of Logan's ideas, which were fail safe.

Logan didn't have a heart to tell that to the man, keeping them satisfied was one of his jobs to do. So he tried to assure Aidan Masters that everything was going to go without a hitch. The man looked assured for a moment and then he would have another doubt and so it went on, like an unending cycle.

The meeting was proving to be more difficult than he anticipated, but Logan lived for the thrill of it. One new client signed was one other victory for his hard work.

Logan's patience was slowly thinning, though, but he still didn't give into his urge to scream at the man in front of him. Instead he did what Alex asked him to do. Smile.

He was a first timer, too, even though he had the cushion of his dad's money, he was hungry to prove to the world that he could be his own person. And it was no wonder he was worrying about everything. That was what you do when you wanted to succeed.

"Mr. Masters. We are now doing it for four years. We didn't have any complaints as of now. I promise I will overlook everything if it can ease your mind."

"It is just... I want to prove myself to my dad. He has always been so criticizing and he didn't want to believe that I can do it all on my own. If you mess it up, it means I fail. I cannot fail. You get me?"

"I do. And I promise your new restaurant would be much better than your dad's. Okay? I give you my word and I am going to stand by them."

"Thank you, Mr. Forte, now I knew why you went to such great heights in such short time."

"Thank you."

The deal was signed and Logan let out a pent up sigh.

Huzzah!

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(Alexandra)

As Alexandra finished another book from Logan's massive library --which was a perfect place to die. So many books. The fresh smell of paper and cardboards. And words. God, how she loved that-- she placed it back in the rack, right where she took it from and stretched and her bones groaned. Four hours of constant reading could do that to your joints.

She was planning to go to the pool house when she heard the front door opening.

Esther was already gone after berating her not to touch the dishes again and Logan had called to say he would be late. So who the hell was it at this hour?

God, was it an intruder? What was she going to do?

She looked around and picked up a hardbound book in her hand as she sneaked outside and peaked from behind the walls.

It was a man. Only his back was showing and he was so busy looking at the television. Was he going to steal that?

She threw the book right at him at the same time the man turned and he screamed as it hit him in his stomach and Alex screamed along with him.

"God, what are you..."

"Oh God, what are you..."

They both stopped and stared at each other.

"I thought you were an intruder." She explained with a sheepish smile.

"And this book was supposed to save you from him?" He chuckled.

"I didn't have time to think about that."

"So what are you doing here, mystery woman?" Daniel threw her a suspicious look. "I met you in the restaurant and then here you are, again, in your pajama. And Stacy was gone for what, a day? I have never seen Logan moving that fast?" Daniel's eyes narrowed.

She bit her lips. She knew Logan would have her head in a plate if she so much as breathed a word about what she was doing here.

"The room I was staying, it was infested with pests and they have called in pest control. It is a bummer I have to move. Logan said I can stay here till I find another place." After a year.

It was almost the truth. The motel was infested with human pests.

"Hmm." He looked at her. "You are not lying, right?"

"No. I am not."

"I like you, but if I find out you are lying and are here to have your claws on Logan, just like that Stacy, you will regret ever meeting me." And for that moment, the sunny, smiling, joking Daniel Anderson was no more. He looked dangerous and Alex prayed he wouldn't blame her when he learnt about Logan's plans and her place in it.

"Umm. Okay. That is just so mob boss, but you can not..."

"Oh, lighten up already, I was just kidding." Daniel said as he gave her a big smile that was just so creepy.

She was sure he was not.

He sniffed the air like a bloodhound. "What is cooking? God, that smells delicious." And he was the sunny, smiling guy again.

"You have one heck of a nose. Nothing is cooking now, but I made cookies at noon."

"Oh, cookies. That must be why I felt like I had to be here right now. My babies, Mama is coming." He cooed as he walked to the kitchen and Alex followed him with a smile.

"Movie?" He asked. "I was going to watch something bloody."

"And you came all the way for that? Why couldn't you watch in your house?"

"Ah, I was around here somewhere and too tired to drive all the way back home."

"Hmm."

"Come on. Let us watch a movie and I will tell you all about Stacy."

And so he did. And it was so filled with expletives that Alex had to close her ears for half of his tirade.

"Stop." She said. "I heard enough."

"I have more to say."

"No thank you. You concentrate on the movie."

He shrugged. "Bossy. You and Logan are a perfect pair."