My Boss My Secret Husband (Hazel and Logan) novel Chapter 8

Logan shook his head at my question. “No. I cannot disclose her name at this time.”

I pushed the thought from my head. There are a million actresses in the world. The odds of it being Natalie were nearly impossible.

I didn’t know the full story of what happened in that studio and Logan didn’t seem to want to discuss it, but I did want to try and help. I thought for a moment before I spoke.

“Sir, I also know an actress. From what I know about her, I’m not sure the date I planned for you tonight would work. Maybe a more lavish first date would be appropriate for her? Something to spoil or pamper her after a long day on set. They also seem to enjoy being given gifts.” I smiled at him.

Logan frowned at me. I tensed. Oh, I’ve spoken out of line.

I looked down, waiting for him to eliminate me from the running as his assistant just like he had done to Elena when she crossed a boundary.

But Logan just sighed. “You’re right. I was only thinking of the kind of date I would prefer, not what she might enjoy. Perhaps I should have a more formal date with her.”

I realized I had been holding my breath, and I released it with a relieved sigh.

“Thank you, Hazel,” Logan smiled at me.

When I returned home later that evening, I stood at the front door, rummaging through my purse for my keys. Just as I found them and pulled them out, the door cracked open, startling me.

My parents peered out at me. “Hazel,” my dad said.

“Father,” I said, confused.

There was a moment of silence. I stared at them as they nervously glanced at me, then over their shoulders, then at each other, then back at me.