Auctioned By The Ceo

Logan grinned and shrugged.

“I was very impressed by that resume by the way. It’s how I knew this auction idea of yours would work. Of course, I didn’t plan on this.” He gestured between them and rather enjoyed the way Hannah’s cheeks turned pink.

“So, this wasn’t all just an exercise in getting into my knickers then?” she asked.

Logan threw his head back and laughed.

“No, though once I saw you up for auction I had to have you.” He sobered and tapped her nose. “Just for tonight, of course. I meant what I said about this having no effect on our standing at work.”

Hannah blew out a breath and nodded.

“Right, well, it’s late, or should that be early? We should probably get some sleep. I’ll be out of your hair the minute they bring me my clothes in the morning.”

“There’s no rush.” Even to his own ears the words sounded hollow. Hannah must have thought the same because she shook her head.

“Oh, but there is. I wouldn’t want Rhia to get the wrong idea. We both know what tonight was, so let’s leave it at that.”

Logan nodded, surprised and irritated by the pang he felt at her words. It was usually him delivering the speech. Hearing her sum up what they’d shared as though it was nothing out of the ordinary grated. Then again, for all he knew she did this all the time. He had no idea about Hannah Watson’s private life, and his previous assumptions about her had been all wrong. The thought of his little dove indulging in an active sex life, quite possibly of a kinky sort, made his blood boil. It wasn’t like him to be possessive, and he was all too aware of the double standard, but fuck him.

“What happened to your mother, I mean?” The minute he asked that question he wanted to take that back, because Hannah’s face dropped. What the hell was he doing, asking personal questions like that?

of my business, after all, and you’re right, we should get some sleep. You can use the main bedroom. I’ll stay with Rhia. That way I’ll be on hand if she

Hannah nodded.

way most addicts go. Died of an overdose.” He whistled through his teeth, and she shrugged. “It was always going to happen, well that,

ridiculous really, but she did do me one favor. It cured me of looking for love. Lust, well that’s true enough. Not sure

of hidden pain came through with those words, and Logan shifted on his feet. This was all a bit too close to

but I saved my sister.” Her face lit up in a smile. “She recently graduated, is a teacher at that school I mentioned by the way, so ask after Sarah Watson if you decide to go down that route. Tell her I sent you, and she’ll get Rhia in. They usually have long waiting lists, but they always make room for special cases, and you know, they need a

talks and all

don’t see you in the morning,

went with that endearing blush again, but before he could say or do anything, she’d walked away. The click of the bedroom door sounded too loud in the quiet

and turning for hours she gave up on sleep the minute the sun crept above the horizon. Having

have worn it again anyway, not with all these memories attached. It was bad enough that she would have to face Logan back at work come Monday morning. Knowing what the man looked like underneath his suits, and having experienced what he could do with his body, and those large hands

in the mirror while she scrubbed her knickers in the sink,

wasn’t for Rhia, you’d be jumping his bones

the suite

he and Rhia got up to today—Monday morning came all too soon. It was with a certain amount of trepidation that Hannah approached the office. Ignoring the knowing smirks from those who had been at the auction

wasn’t like him to not be in at the crack of dawn, but then again, he was probably busy sorting out suitable childcare for Rhia. Sarah had been surprised at Hannah’s phone call to alert her

benefactor, as he’s moving back to Saudi. So, if your boss does ring, I’m sure we can find the girl a place. How did you

had giggled down the phone, and Hannah