Chapter 28

Logan

My fingers are interlocked with Elena's as we walk to the limousine waiting for us by the curb. Jared, my driver and personal investigator is leaning against the car together with Harper.

Harper is grinning at us knowingly, holding up a drink she must have mixed up herself inside the car. There is a tiny umbrella in it, and I'm pretty sure she is wearing my shades.

She takes another sip and then waves at us. "Look at you! Mr. and Mrs. Williams are walking hand-in-hand! You finally got your shit together, eh? About fucking time!"

Elena momentarily freezes, and when I glance down at her, she blushes and averts her gaze. Cute.

I turn my attention to Harper. "I didn't see you on the plane. Where were you?"

The crazy woman shrugs. "I have connections—I was enjoying a cocktail inside the cockpit. The captain was an old classmate of mine."

"Oh, I see..."

I swear Harper is the most confusing woman I've ever met. I'm glad