The answer was yes.
Yes, he had done Susan.
I shoved him away. “Why don’t you go get ‘in’ Susan.” I said.
“Was that her name?” He waved a confused hand as I slid from him and entered the women’s bathroom. Thankful the moment I rounded the divider.
Logan would never have the balls to walk in here. I was safe.
I leaned on the counter and blew a long breath. Splashing cool water on my cheeks and staring at my reflection as I willed myself not to cry.
He’s not worth it.
Once I knew I’d collected myself, I peered around the divider and saw no one was there.
Making a hasty path back to the office.
I rounded the doorway and met Porter’s permeating green gaze.
“You okay?” He queried.
“I’m fine.” I said. “You didn’t have to do that.”
But I was grateful he had. I
