Three Simple Rules (Blindfold Club 1)
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She resumed her random pacing without explaining. It was like she was coming apart, and I couldn’t do a thing to stop it. Worse, I couldn’t help her without understanding what had happened, and she wasn’t making sense, so I stormed into the bedroom and latched a hand on Logan’s bare shoulder.
“Hey,” I said softly, nudging him awake.
“Hey,” he mumbled back.
“So, uh, Payton’s in the living room.”
Logan rolled slowly onto his back, blinking his sleepy eyes at me, still not really awake.
“She got fired from the club last night.”
His eyes went clear and he launched upright, fully awake. “Payton was working at the club?”
“Apparently, and she thinks you’re the reason she got fired. Why’s that?”
“She must have gone in,” he said on a whisper, “when we canceled last night.” It was like he was thinking out loud.
His phone rang on the nightstand, the screen flashing an impossibly long number, and Logan’s alarm grew when he glanced at it. I could barely hear him over the ringtone.
“Oh, shit, Evie,” he said. “I think I did something I shouldn’t have.”
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