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“Thea, come on,” Logan said from the hallway. “Open the door. I’m
sorry.”
I winked at Piper, then faked the same angry voice I’d been using for
the last five minutes. “You’re sorry? I can’t believe you did that to me! We
had an alliance and you broke it. You betrayed your wife!”
He grumbled something, then tried the locked door handle again. “It’s
just a game.”
“Not to me!”
Piper smacked her hands over her mouth to muffle her laughter. I
reached behind me and grabbed one of Charlie’s pillows to press against my
face and silence my own.
“Piper, help me out,” Logan called. “Talk to her.”
She dropped her hands, taking a breath to calm her laughter. “She’s
right, Logan. That was an asshole move.”
I pressed my face even deeper into the pillow. Tears of laughter wet the
cotton case.
We were torturing my husband, though in our defense, he deserved it.
Logan and I were hosting a game night at the penthouse. Along with his
parents and sisters, Piper had come over along with their other colleague,
Nolan Fennessy and his family. While Logan’s dad, Thomas, and sister
Aubrey had started a game of Monopoly in the kitchen, a few of us had
gathered in the living room to play Risk.
Logan and I had made an agreement early on not to attack one another
on our quest for world domination. But as soon as I’d spread my troops a
bit too thin, he’d come in and decimated my armies.
 I’d been annoyed at first so I’d gone to Charlie’s room to lick my
wounds in private. Piper had been Logan’s next victim and she’d joined me.
Our dramatic “punishment” was the best strategy I’d come up with all
night.
“This is bullshit,” Logan growled through the door. “It’s just a game. I
said I’m sorry!”
“Oh my god, I’m dying,” Piper whispered, her shoulders shaking with
silent laughter.
I know, I mouthed, pinching below my ribs. I’d laughed so hard that
now I had a side ache.
“Come on, Thea,” Logan begged. “What can I say?”
I clutched the pillow to my chest, taking a calming breath. I focused on
the door, not looking at Piper because otherwise I’d giggle. “Say you’re
sorry for taking Kamchatka.”
He grumbled a curse but then said, “I’m sorry for taking Kamchatka.”
“Say you’re sorry for wiping out my armies.”
“I’m sorry for wiping out your armies.”
Piper touched my arm and whispered, “Make him say sorry for kicking
me out of Europe.”
I nodded. “Say you’re sorry for kicking Piper out of Europe.”
“No,” he shot back. “I’m not apologizing to her. We didn’t have an
alliance.”
“It was still a dick move!” Piper yelled back.
“It’s just a fucking game!” he roared.
“Logan, watch your language,” Lillian chided from the nursery next
door. She’d opted out of game night in favor of spending some quality time
with our baby daughter, Camila.
“Sorry, Mom.” The door handle wiggled again. Logan muttered another
frustrated expletive before his footsteps sounded down the hall.
Piper and I burst into a fit of hysterics, unable to keep quiet any longer.
We were laughing so hard that when the door handle wiggled again, we
couldn’t stop. Logan had found the key to unlock the door and burst into the
room.
He stepped into the frame, his hands fisted on his hips. “You’re fucking
with me, aren’t you?”
“Logan!” Lillian shouted. “Do you mind?”
 His jaw ticked and he looked to the ceiling. “Camila is four months old,
Mom. I doubt she’ll be repeating the f word anytime soon.”
“Well, Charlie and Collin are upstairs and they don’t need to hear that
kind of talk.”
“Fine.” He huffed, turning his attention back to me and Piper. “Are you
two coming back or what? Nolan wants to play Ticket to Ride.”
I nodded, swiping the tears from the corners of my eyes. “Yeah. We’ll
be out in a minute.”
He sighed and crossed the room, planting two hands on the bed to lean
down and kiss me. “Sorry I kicked you out of the game, baby.”
“No, you’re not.” Logan was the most competitive person on the planet
other than maybe Aubrey and Thomas.
He smirked. “You’re right, I’m not.”
I rolled my eyes. “We’ll be out in a minute.”
“Okay. I’m going to run up and check on the kids.” He turned to walk
out of the room but paused to point back at Piper. “You’re fired.”
“I quit anyway,” she shot back.
He grinned at her, then disappeared down the hall to check on Charlie
and Collin, who were upstairs watching a movie with his sister Sofia.
“So did you guys have a fun week?” Piper asked, climbing off the bed.
I nodded, following her out of the room. “We had a blast. Probably the
best time I’ve ever had in New York.”
We had brought our family to New York for Christmas. Mostly, we’d
stayed at Thomas and Lillian’s place out of the city, relaxing and enjoying
family time. But Logan had also arranged for us to see the tree lighting in
Rockefeller Center and go ice-skating in Central Park.
The kids had had an amazing time, especially Charlie. She was old
enough now that she’d remember those experiences for good.
So would I.
Logan had made good on his promise the day he’d proposed. He’d
made me fall in love with a city I’d once despised. We didn’t bring our
family to New York often, but over the years, he’d given me enough good
memories to overshadow the bad ones from the past.
“Can I ask you something?” Piper asked, slowing her pace as we
walked down the hall.
“Sure.”
“How pissed do you think Logan would be if I actually did quit?”
 My feet stopped. “No, Piper. You can’t quit. Logan would be
devastated.” He loved having Piper as his assistant at his charitable
foundation. He raved about how smart and funny she was on a weekly
basis. He respected her opinion explicitly. Replacing her would be nearly
impossible.
“I don’t want to.” She sighed, her shoulders falling. “I love my job, but
I need to get out of New York. I can’t stay here anymore.”
Piper had just gone through a nasty divorce and her ex-husband was
somewhat of a local celebrity. I could sympathize with her desire to start
fresh and escape his influence. Once upon a time, I’d needed to break free
from New York too.
“I get it.” I gave her a sad smile. “Just promise me you’ll talk to Logan
before you take another job.”
She nodded. “I promise.”
Piper and I rejoined the others, where we spent the rest of the night
laughing and adoring time with family and friends. Camila had fallen asleep
in Lillian’s arms well after her normal bedtime. Charlie and Collin had both
crashed on the couch in the theater room. And by the time we sent our last
guest home, Logan and I crawled into bed well after two in the morning.
“You’d think that since I own a bar, I’d be used to staying up this late.”
I yawned. “But I’m exhausted.”
Logan flipped off the lights and slid into bed next to me, pulling me
right into his side. “Me too. Did you have fun tonight?”
“So much fun. This week has been . . . one of the best. Though I’m kind
of worried about Piper.”
“Why?”
I sighed. “She’s thinking about quitting and moving away from the
city.”
“What?” His arm around me tightened. “No. No way. I won’t let her
quit.”
“I don’t think she wants to, but she needs a change of scenery.”
He hummed, the wheels of his incredible mind spinning faster than
mine ever had. “Then I’ll find a way to make it work. Maybe she could
come to Lark Cove and work for me there. Or if she wants to go somewhere
else, I’ll find a way.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.” I smiled. Logan would take care of Piper,
just like he did the rest of us. “I hope Camila sleeps all night. Did you turn
on the monitor?”
“I did, but before you fall asleep, we need to talk.”
I lifted off his chest and quirked an eyebrow. “Oh yeah?”
Once upon a time, those words had been an indication we were in for a
serious conversation. But after years of marriage, they had turned into
something playful.
“Yeah.” He rolled me onto my back in one swift motion, grinding his
arousal into my hip. “You were playing me earlier.”
I smiled as he kissed the corner of my mouth. “Maybe.”
His hand skated up my ribs, dragging my tank top along with it. “I
guess that means I get to play you too.”
“I bet this time we’ll both come out winners.”
He chuckled. “With you, baby, I’ve already won.”