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God, had she ever been so drunk in her life?

She had vague memories of a s passed back and forth That was it, really

Logan returned, his hand s the messy hair off of her brow "You okay?"

She forced herself to sit up in bed slowly, her eyes squeezed into slits, and she reached for the glass of water her put in her hand and began to drink After a round is an’s innocent syllable ht in the roolare at him She lay back down in the bed and reached for a pillow to pull over her head, ignoring Logan’s chuckle of aled in response

That shakingwas not her iination

Bront&eu Pressure made her ears pop and pushed her down on the bed, and she tried to struggle to her elbows "Are weare we flying?"

"Don’t get up," Logan said, pressing a hand to her shoulder "Lie down and relax You’re hungover"

Her gaze asped Her handsome, contained, so-in-control billionaire boyfriend had a hell of a shiner A dark purplish-green ring lined his eye, and it was puffy and swollen

"Your face!"

He grinned and touched his fingers just below his eye, wincing "Yeah The guys and I had a little talk When we land, the nondisclosure agreen The others insist"

"That’s fine," Bront&euets them off your back"

"I’ you into it," he told her in a guarded voice "I know you’re probably not happy about it"

She shrugged, holding the pillow close to her throbbing head "I actually don’t care," she told hi head "It’s not a big deal I wouldn’t go telling all your secrets anyhow, but if the paperwork , she opened one eye "Why?"

Logan shook his head, staring down at her "I justI guess I expected you to be upset" A shtly kiss her brow "This is why I love you, Brontë"

Because she wasn’t like Danica? She snorted, and that tiny ain

"Rest, love," Logan told her, brushing a hand over her cheek and pulling the covers back up around her chest "You have a few hours before we land"

"Where are we going?" she asked sleepily

"It’s a surprise One I think you’ll enjoy"

It was a surprise, all right Hours later, after she’d taken aspirin for her hangover, Brontë stared in surprise at the small airport where they’d just landed It lookedfaly

"Come on We’ll miss the ferry to Seaturtle Cay if we don’t hurry"

"We’re going back to the resort?" She wobbled behind hian to head down the tarmac briskly "I don’t understand Isn’t it wrecked? How can it be open for business?"

"It’s not open," he told her "But not all the roo another look at the place when a hurricane isn’t bearing down on you"

Brontë was silent as they took the ferry out to Seaturtle Island, then drove out to the resort The downed trees had been cleaned up and the power lines restored, she noticed as they drove When they pulled up to the reeted her, and she looked at the hotel in surprise Large swaths of the entire eastern wing of the resort were covered in construction plastic There was no broken glass littering the lobby any longer--everything had been cleaned up and repaired Trees had been righted, or replanted, and the entire place seemed different from when she’d last seen it

Bront&euift shop and noticed a floral beach dress, very sied fro on the mannequin The diamond necklace was still there, which ht To think she’d been worried about Logan taking it because he wouldn’t be able to afford it How he hed at her concern She shook her head and tucked her hand into the crook of his arm, and felt hen he automatically placed his hand over hers

They entered the hotel, and a curly-hairedhis hand for Logan to shake "Mr Hawkings It is a pleasure to see you here"

"Mr Douglas," Logan said "Things look like they are proceeding well"