Free The Holloways (Made for Love Book 3.5) by R.C. Martin Page A

with—I mean, this isn’t some ploy to—”
    I clench my jaw, drawing in a deep breath as her incomplete questions take on meaning. “Are you questioning the integrity of my decisions?”
    She huffs out a sigh, shaking her head at me. “So this was your idea? Your first decision as managing director is to give me a promotion and then take me out for another champagne lunch? Look, Judah, it hasn’t been so long that I’ve forgotten our work history. I’m not interested in playing your games. If that is the cost of my promotion, than I do not accept.”
    She turns away from me and my anger ignites, causing me to act before I think. I grab hold of her arm and she sucks in a sharp breath, looking down at my hand before looking up into my eyes. “Your promotion was presented to you based on merit, Logan . I don’t know who you think I am, but I take my job very seriously. I have seen your work, I appreciate your designs, and I want your talent to be a bigger contribution to this office.
    “As for our work history , I’ve never taken what you didn’t reciprocate. Let us not forget that .”
    She opens her mouth to speak, but before she can utter a word—
    “I’m going to say this one time.” Logan gasps and we both jerk our heads in his direction. “Keep your damn hands off my wife.”
     

    It’s about all I can do to keep my hands to myself. When I walked in and saw Logan turn away from him, only to have him latch onto her like some parasite, I couldn’t make my way across the room fast enough. The last time I saw him touch her, I punched him in the face. It was a warning. It was a promise. Now, the blood that rushes through my veins is so hot, I have to clench my fists and focus all of my concentration on keeping my hands to myself .
    He lets her go, but his eyes linger on her a moment longer before he speaks. “The offer still stands. You’d be a fool to turn it down and you, Logan, are not a fool.” Without another word, he turns and leaves. I watch him go, unsure of this said offer and pissed off by the way he looked at her when he spoke about it.
    “What is he doing here?” I ask through clenched teeth.
    “He—he works here now,” Logan says softly.
    “He what? ” I jerk my head, looking away from Judah and into the eyes of my wife.
    “It was announced just a few minutes ago,” she says with a sigh, raking her fingers through her hair. “He’s relocating.”
    “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
    “I know how you feel about him, but it’ll be fine. I’ll be fine,” she insists, reaching for my hand. My fingers are still curled up in a fist, but she tugs at them until I release them and then laces hers with mine.
    “I don’t like the way he looks at you. And if he so much as touches you again—”
    “Baby, I know. I can handle him,” she assures me, giving my fingers a squeeze. It does little to comfort me.
    “What was he talking about? What did he offer you?”
    “Oh. They’ve offered to promote me from junior associate.” A small smile graces her lips, but I can see it in her eyes—she’s excited. I love the way her face lights up when she gets excited about her work. She’s so good at what she does, and I’m so proud of her. I have no doubt that she deserves this promotion.
    “You’re going to take it, right?” I ask, taking our joined hands and bringing them around her back, pulling her into my side.
    “I want to,” she says, leaning into me. The weight of her body against mine soothes me. For the first time since I walked through the door, I feel calm. “I don’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth, but anything that comes from Judah—”
    “Fuck him,” I bite. Logan’s eyes grow wide in surprise and the look on her face makes me want to kiss her. “I mean it, babe. The prick may have offered you the position, but I know it belongs to you, regardless. You should take it.”
    She inhales deeply and exhales slowly before she smiles up at me. “I love you. I