CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Ashley opened the door to Angel Wings Café. Logan was sitting in the back of his wife’s eatery, reading the newspaper. The text he’d sent her yesterday was as unexpected as the messages from Matthew. A job had become vacant at theBozeman Chronicle, and Logan wanted to know if she was interested in applying for the position.
“Hi, Logan.”
He looked up and smiled. “Welcome home.”
“It’s only for the weekend.”
“At the moment.”
The gleam in his eyes made Ashley smile. “Still the same Logan Allen. Do you ever take no for an answer?”
“Only where my wife is concerned,” he whispered.
Tess, his wife, came over to their table. “I told Logan to be on his best behavior. Is it working?”
“It’s too soon to tell,” Ashley said. “He’s just started his sales pitch.”
Tess left a cup of hot coffee in front of Ashley and refilled her husband’s cup. “Play nice. I don’t want you scaring Ashley away. It would be great to have her back in Bozeman.”
Logan grinned. “I might not need to push too hard. Why don’t you sit with us and tell Ashley why she needs to work with me.”
“I don’t need to sit with you. Ashley already knows what it’s like living in Bozeman.” Tess looked at the front counter. “I’d better give Caitlin a hand. Would you like something to eat, Ashley?”
“Not at the moment. I’ll come back with dad at lunchtime.”
“Sounds good. I’ll see you later.”
Ashley nodded and watched her friend refill another coffee cup on her way across the café. “Tess has worked hard to build her business.”
Logan sipped his coffee. “She’s one of the most determined people I know. Did you get the job description I emailed you?”
“I did, and I’ve read it from beginning to end. It’s a great opportunity.”
“Is it great for you?”
Ashley sighed. “It could be.”
“That’s more than I expected you to say.”
“Why is that?”
Logan shifted in his seat. “I heard on the grapevine that you’ve been speaking to Des Malone fromThe Washington Post.”
“How on earth did you hear that? The only people I told were Bonnie, Harry, and dad.”
“I worked with Des for a few years. He called me to ask if I could recommend anyone for his team.”
Ashley’s eyes widened. “And you recommended me, even though you want me to accept a job here?”
“You’re one of the best reporters I know. It’s up to you which position, if any, you accept.”
“You taught me everything I know.”
“I’ll tell you a secret that I don’t tell many people. You either have the drive and imagination to be a great reporter or you don’t. And you, Ashley Fisher, have both qualities by the bucketful. All I did was fine-tune what you were already doing.”
“Can I ask you a question?”
