Free Dark Seduction by Cheyenne McCray

work was going for him.
    “Why are you re-administering the CVP to company employees?” she asked after she took her last bite of her meal and swallowed it.
    “To appease the government.” Logan shook his head. “Reportedly they have intelligence that factions from the Middle East and China are after the CVP. I really believe they think I am dealing with them.”
    She didn’t have to widen her eyes to make it look like she was surprised by what he’d told her. “That’s awful.”
    The fact that he’d just given her that information raised a question. Why would he tell her about the danger to the CVP if he was the one who was supposed to be selling the CVP to other countries?
    “So the government believes there might be a leak in the company?” she asked. “That’s why the re-test?”
    He reached for his wine. “Something like that.”
    She tilted her head to the side. “What are your plans for the CVP? Selling it to our government?”
    “The government wants it as a defensive spy device.” Logan leaned back in his chair. “It’s also wanted to replace conventional lie detector tests at higher levels of government and law enforcement.”
    She folded her hands in her lap as the server took her plate away.
    “I’m in contact with the defense department about their desire to acquire the CVP,” he said after the server left. “They want one of their agents to be at Savage Industries to oversee the project. I’m not allowing that.” He continued, “I didn’t take any government funding as I didn’t want anyone telling me what to do. I will do the right thing at the right time, but I want to finish the project.”
    She didn’t say anything. She just listened. He hadn’t really answered her question—was he going to sell it to the U.S. government or just telling her that they wanted it? He wasn’t going to let them oversee the project…what did that mean? Likely he believed the right thing to do was to sell the technology to the highest-bidding country.
    According to the intelligence the PIA had, apparently, Logan Savage had no intention of selling the CVP to the U.S. government.
    She decided she’d better turn the conversation elsewhere to keep any question about her interest to a minimum.
    After dinner, she excused herself to go to the ladies room and took her purse with her. It was nine and she wanted to catch Jeremy before he went to bed. She went into the restroom, checked under the stalls, and dialed his number.
    “Hello?” His voice came over the phone as he answered the call.
    She kept her voice low. “It’s me, Carla.”
    “Carla?” He sounded surprised. “Carla Winston?”
    “Yes.” She gripped her phone tighter. “I think I left my wallet when I dropped my purse. Can you tell me if it’s there?”
    “Yeah. Hold on.” A moment later. “It’s here, under the desk.”
    “Great.” She smiled to herself in relief. “Do you mind if I stop by late tonight? Say after midnight?”
    “Uh, sure,” he said and she had the feeling that he was pleased. “I’ll put it someplace safe until you get here.”
    “Thank you so much, Jeremy,” she said. “You are a lifesaver.”
    She disconnected the call and returned the phone to her purse. After reapplying her lipstick, she went back to the table to see Logan staring out the window into the Seattle night. He turned to look at her and smiled as he stood and then he pushed her chair in after she sat.
    “Would you like dessert?” he asked.
    “That sounds great,” she said before she realized Carla would have said no. “If you’d like to share one with me,” she added.
    “Good.” He asked her what she wanted then signaled the waiter and ordered the crème brulee for them to share.
    After dessert and coffee, Logan escorted her outside. The valet had retrieved the car when the server took Logan’s valet ticket so that it would be waiting when they came out of the restaurant.
    “I’m not ready to end the night,” she said once