Free Logan's Story: A Sand & Clay Prequel by Sarah Robinson Page B

herself.
    “You did good, I wasn’t sure if you would be able to land him when I sent you out there. I will admit when I’m wrong.” He glanced at Gina and nodded his head in approval.  Her face lit up.  
     
    Between our kisses, you said “forever”,  
    but behind my back, you laughed “never”.
    So, I tossed the thief from my bed,
    but damn it all, she’s still in my head.
     
    Even if I lock up my whole heart,  
    you pierce your way in like a dart,
    now your reign of power’s through,
    I’m not the one you’ll come home to,
     
    “I want you to close this, okay? Give him whatever he wants, but we need to sign him.  He needs to come to New York and work on recording an album.  This company needs him, Gina. Can you do that?”  Garrett looked at his daughter.
    “I’ve got it completely covered.” Gina clasped her hands together, excitedly.
    “Good, looks like we have a new manager at New York New Music.” Garrett winked at her and she grinned back, radiating in happiness.
     
    Did you hear, girl, what I said?
    No more damn thieves in my bed.
    Did you hear, girl, what I said?
    Get the fuck out of my bed!
     
    “That was it! Perfect, Logan, just perfect.” Garrett clapped his hands together. He pressed the “talk” button on the pad in front of him, and spoke into the microphone, conveying his message to Logan who was still in the soundproof recording booth. Logan smiled and gave a thumbs up, then started to put down his guitar and pull off his head set.
    “Gina, you did perfect. The job is yours, sweetheart. You have proved yourself to me with this one, baby girl. You landed us a good one.” Garrett squeezed his daughter’s shoulder and then walked out of the room. Gina’s face lit up at the rare compliment from her father.
    “Thank you, Daddy! I won’t disappoint you.” She called after him, but he had already left.  Still smiling, she turned back to look at Logan in the studio through the glass. He was standing there with a dumbfounded look on his face, completely frozen. Gina reached for the talk button to ask him what was wrong, only to see that the talk button was still on.
    Garrett had left it on.  
    Logan had heard everything.
    He suddenly came to life and stormed toward the door to the booth, bursting into the recording room which was now empty except for Gina. His eyes were dark and angry, not even a hint of sparkling blue to them, as he glared at her and quickly closed the gap between them. Fear coursed through Gina’s body, she had no idea what to say.
    She knew he was angry, but he couldn’t leave her for this.  She loved him, she had refused to say it but she knew she did. She needed him too, if he didn’t sign with her then she was out of a job and would have proved to her father that she couldn’t make it in the music business. She honestly couldn’t even tell herself which of those things were more important to her- Logan or her career.
    “What the fuck was that?” Logan seethed through his teeth.
    “It’s not what it sounds like, I swear. I told you I was going to graduate school and I wanted to work here, but my dad wouldn’t let me until I proved I could do the job.” Gina tried to explain, but it was coming out all wrong.
    “Not even two hours ago, I told you that I loved you. Now you are telling me I was just a damn job to you?” He was getting angrier by the second, his large frame towering over her menacingly. She scooted away to put a bit more distance between them.
    “No, Logan, I swear that’s not true. I mean, okay yes at first it was. My dad heard your record and sent me to scout you out before he came out.  I went to like five of your shows before that night we met.” Gina was rambling now.
    “Holy shit, how could I have been so stupid?” Logan groaned and ran his fingers through his hair, walking toward the door.
    “Logan, don’t go! It started out that way, yes, but it’s real for me now. I care about you, I want to be with you.” She