Free Numb (Senses Series Book 3) by Xavier Neal Page B

day! Tony and I got some shit squared away for this side event Frank has me working on—”
    “I thought Tony did social media crap.”
    “He does.” I go to place my card on the bill when Erin waves her hand letting me know that she’s got it. “He also has been personally assisting me with setting things up.”
    “Why?”
    “He says he enjoys learning other aspects of the business.”
    “Sounds like a line to get into your pants.”
    “You’ve spent too much time around Logan, you know that?”
    Just his name rolling off my lips causes my body to vibrate. I cross my ankles. Please don’t betray me by getting wet right now. I have a full day ahead!
    “And you don’t spend enough,” she accuses.
    I heard that! Yeah! That little mutter under your breath. I know we spent time together in the kitchen this morning, but she doesn’t need to know that. Shh.
    “We will.” I assure her as the waitress takes the bill and Erin insists on no change. “Soon.”
    “Why do I feel that’s not true?”
    Annoyed by the topic that I’m not ready to deal with, I change subjects. “Plans this evening?”
    “Nah,” she says standing up grabbing her purse and phone.
    “Wanna do a movie at home tonight? Relax? Maybe order some Chinese?”
    “That sounds like Heaven,” Erin replies while leading us off the patio of the restaurant and out onto the sidewalk.
    “Mind if I invite Tony to join?”
    “Are you inviting him as a date or a friend?”
    Rolling my eyes at her allegation I sigh. “Friend. That’s all Tony and I are. We’re friends. Believe it or not he actually wants things to work out between Logan and me.”
    “Everyone wants things to work out between you two. Hell, it’s like wanting things to work out between Jay-Z and Beyoncé. You wanna ignore the rumors and signs of trouble. You want them to be together forever!”
    I pause on the street corner and shake my head. “That was a terrible analogy.”
    “And you would make a terrible Beyoncé.”
    “Why am I still talking to you?”
    “Good question.” Erin laughs and I join her. While she fiddles around in her purse, I let my attention travel down the street to a girl who looks vaguely familiar from a distance.
    “Hey.” I elbow Erin who doesn’t take the gesture well. “Is that Liz?”
    Erin turns her head and leans forward to check it out. “Yeah. I think so.”
    Continuing to stare, I watch as a car parks in front of her.
    I know that car…
    With my attention still pasted on the situation, I continue leering as Logan gets out of his car and walks around to greet her. A sharp gasp escapes me as I tug on Erin’s arm to show her what I’m seeing.
    “Oh no…” Erin says in a grumble, slapping her forehead.
    Believe it or not people do that in real life. Not just on T.V.
    Distress quickly rises in my body. “What is that building they’re in front of?”
    “Uh…” She leans to the side. “Could be an ice cream parlor.”
    “An ice cream parlor? Who calls them that anymore?”
    “I think it’s stylish. Let’s bring it back.”
    “Erin.”
    “Maybe it’s a beauty salon.”
    “Erin!”
    “Fine,” she groans. “It’s a hotel! It’s actually a really nice hotel. In fact the sheets—”
    “I don’t give a fuck about their sheets, Erin!” I squeeze my eyes closed in frustration. After a beat of silence I shake my head. “I cannot believe he is taking her to a hotel.”
    “It’s probably not what it looks like, Maxx.” Opening my eyes, I watch as Liz’s hands run down the front of his shirt. I glance at Erin whose face is struggling to stay unbiased. “We can’t assume anything here.”
    Is she fucking with me right now?
    “Really?”
    “I mean remember what happened last time we assumed something, Maxx. We were completely wrong. Everything got misinterpreted and—”
    “From the looks of things, and the number of times I’ve seen him with her in the last couple of weeks, I’d say nothing has been