Can't Buy Me Love (Sinclair Sisters 3)

Chapter 6

A few short, restless hours after leaving the hotel, Logan found himself walking back through the front door while wondering what the hell he was going to say to Agnes. He was a father, and his kids lived with him. There wasn’t a whole helluva lot he could, or would want to, do about that. It didn’t mean things had to end between them. People with kids dated every day, and he just had to get to the bottom of why Agnes had reacted so badly when she discovered he was a father.

“Morning, Bernadette,” he called to the young woman behind the hotel reception desk.

Barely nineteen, the girl was more interested in the makeup tutorials she did for her YouTube channel than anything else.

“Good morning, sir. How may I help you?” she asked woodenly.

“Are you okay?” Normally she shouted, ‘Wassup?’ at him.

She glanced behind her toward the open door to Agnes’ office and shook her head. “She’s in a bad mood,” she hissed.

“Well, she can take it out on me.” He headed toward the open door.

Bernadette grabbed his arm with a look in her eye that said she was on the verge of hysteria. “Maybe you should come back later, like once the full moon has passed. I hear it affects her.”

It was hard not to grin. “I think I can cope with your boss.” He patted her hand before striding through the door.

Agnes sat behind one of the two desks, poring over a pile of receipts. She looked up at him, her face such a picture of professional disinterest you would never have guessed they’d kissed only hours earlier.

“You’ll be glad to hear I solved the food thefts,” she said. “So we can strike that off our list. It seems everyone staying in the hotel knew the code to the kitchen. I’ve changed it, so there shouldn’t be any more missing food. Unfortunately, there’s still the missing everything else to deal with. I’ll call if anything else is stolen or if the cameras show something new.”

With a polite smile, she returned to her work. He’d been dismissed.

Ignoring the dismissal, Logan closed the door behind him and sat in one of the guest chairs. “Are we going to talk about last night?”

Something flickered in her eyes before they turned cold again. “There’s nothing to talk about. We got carried away, and it won’t happen again.”

“I’m not so sure about that.” Chemistry like that was pretty hard to resist.

“Look, Logan.” She put her clasped hands on the desk in front of her. “I had a lovely time last night, but I don’t want to start something that can’t go anywhere. I’m only in Invertary for a short amount of time and trust me when I say that I have no intention of staying here. A relationship with me is a dead end.”

He scratched his head. “You’re saying it isn’t even worth seeing if there’s something between us because you’re leaving anyway?”

“Exactly.” She beamed at him like he was a not-too-bright child.

He motioned between them. “What if this t

hing has the potential to be something great?”

“There is no ‘this thing.’ There was a kiss. That was it.”

“A pretty spectacular kiss.”

“I’m flattered you think so.”

“You’re flattered?” Was she saying it had been crap for her?

“I have it on good authority that the male ego is a fragile thing, so let’s not get into this.” She stood, walked over to the door, and opened it for him. “I’d be happy to have the camera feeds go to your phone too. It would be a relief to have someone else monitor them. Just give your number to Bernadette, and I’ll get that set up.”

“The camera feeds work over localized Wi-Fi. Even with the app, I’d only be able to see the feed if I was in the hotel.”

Her smile was frighteningly cold. “In that case, I’ll call if I need you.”

Logan had no other option but to leave. As he passed her, he paused. “That kiss was damn amazing, and you know it.”

“Have a nice day,” she said, before the door closed with him on the wrong side of it.