Walk Through Fire (Chaos #4)(99)

All I could think of was Logan.

“I’ll match your salary,” I stated, then went on insanely, “Or better it.”

My friend made no reply.

“Justine?” I called.

“Are you serious?” she breathed.

“I need to adjust my life,” I told her. “I need to make time for Logan. He has girls. I need to make time for them. I never like turning down jobs and it happens frequently. So yes. I’m serious.”

“That’d be so cool!” she cried. “Ronnie’s company covers our insurance, so no worries there. And, babe, love you, would love to have this opportunity, you know I have fun working with you, but gotta share that I’ve got three weeks of vacation, two personal days, three sick, and Ronnie has almost the same, so I wouldn’t want to lose any of that.”

Claire got three weeks of vacation.

Justine couldn’t start on the same level with that as Claire.

I’d up her personal days.

“I can do that,” I said.

“Holy crap,” she whispered.

She could say that again.

I needed to run some numbers.

But in the end, it didn’t matter.

Mental calculations told me any hit to my personal income would be minor, if it existed at all.

Money was good to have.

But Logan was better.

“This is... it’s... it’s awesome, Mill,” Justine said.

“I’m glad you think so,” I replied. “It meant a lot, you covering me while I had to go off and do my thing. But you’re also good at it. And it’d mean a lot to have you on the team.”

“I have to talk to Ronnie.”

She would. But Veronica wouldn’t say no. She loved her woman. She’d want her happy. And they weren’t losing anything out of the deal.

“You talk. You tell me. I’ll run some numbers to see what I can do to make it worth your while. And then we’ll chat.”

“It’ll be worth my while.”

“Let me run some numbers, babe,” I said softly.

It took a long moment for her to reply, “Love you, Millie.”

I drew in a deep breath.

“I’m happy you’re offering this to me,” she continued. “But I’m happier with why. I can’t wait to hear how it all went down with Logan. But you gotta know, official, I’m happy it went down, now for more reasons than one. The last time you had any joy, it was with him. I’m glad to know you’re not dicking around with getting that back.”

“Me too,” I whispered. “And me too again with the love you thing. You’re the best, Justine.”

I grinned again when she returned, “I so am.” My grin faded and my heart warmed when she finished, “You are too. Just hope Logan reminds you of that because I’ve told you, Dot has, Kellie has, Ronnie has, and you never got it. Logan gave that to you too. I hope he gives it back.”

“Okay, we have to stop this because I have a ton of work and I can’t do it crying. I also don’t have time to fix my makeup,” I warned.

“You’re such a freak. Babe, you have no appointments today. You’re sitting in a little house behind your big house. Who cares if your makeup is messed up?”

“I do,” I retorted.

“Such a freak,” she muttered.

“This is better,” I declared. “You being annoying. A lot better.”

“I give good annoying too.”

“Go... take care of the Hubbles,” I ordered. “But keep track of the time. I’ll find time to run numbers today and I’ll call you tonight with a proper offer. Is that okay?”

“Perfect. Later, babe. And, Millie?”

“Yeah?”

“Pleased as punch for you, sister.”

I drew in another breath.

She hung up.

I was grinning again when I put the phone back in its cradle.

I checked calling Justine off my to-do list, hit the next up, and was working on the one after that when I heard the growl of a truck in my drive.

I looked up, out the windows, and saw Logan’s truck.

I smiled.

He turned into the courtyard and I saw my SUV trailing him.

My smile got bigger.

I had my car back and Logan sorted that for me.

My smile started fading when the growl of the first two vehicles was joined by the roar of a number of bikes.

I stopped looking out my window in order to stare out of it when I saw Tack, Hop, Tabby’s dark-headed guy who’d come in with Tyra the day of my scene at Chaos, and Boz, all on bikes, with Big Petey bringing up the rear on his Harley trike.

“What on earth?” I breathed as my door flew open.

Logan was storming in, storming in, face full of thunder, eyes to me.

My back snapped straight and I vaguely noticed another young Chaos member with dark hair coming in behind him but the majority of my attention was focused on Logan.

“Follow me,” he grunted.

“I...” My eyes darted to the other man as I heard the roar of Harleys die in my courtyard.

“Follow me!” Logan barked.

I jumped in my seat and my eyes shot back to him.

When they did, I caught only his back since he was prowling out of my office, apparently feeling he could storm in to my place of business, bark at me, order me around, and I’d comply.