Chapter 77

Pain gripped my heart at the nickname that Logan had given me. It still hurt after all these years. “No. Thanks,” I said as I took another sip of my wine and forced a smile. “I’m having too much fun watching you.”

“Nonsense! This isn’t a side show!” He pushed a plate in front of me. “Here; help yourself.” Anticipating my answer, he added, “And this time, I’m not taking no for an answer.”

Knowing he wouldn’t let up until I indulged, I picked up a wing and the strong scent of hot sauce wafted toward me. I took a bite, and it was delicious. I devoured it in a hurry.

Frank smiled. “Hungry, are we?” he teased, using my own words against me.

I laughed. “I guess I was hungrier than I thought.” I placed a square of bread on a skewer, dipped it into the cheese fondue, and took a bite. “So, why did you ask me here?”

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