And a man as handsome as Logan wouldn’t have any trouble finding… interesting company for the night.
“Just don’t come asking me to play mother to any more of your secret children,” I grumbled, irritated.
But… why was I irritated?
Damn it. Logan Turner’s sex life was none of my business. So why did I feel this way? It felt an awful lot like…
Jealousy?
“No… of course not,” I muttered to myself, shaking my head.
I decided to get up. If he wasn’t home, I needed to be ready for when the girls woke. After washing up and getting dressed, I peeked into their room and was relieved to see them still asleep. But something was off—I was sure I’d closed their door last night.
Then I noticed the office door was ajar, too. I walked over and peered inside. There was Logan, slumped over the desk, fast asleep.
So, this is where he’d ended up.
I walked in and gently touched his shoulder. Those damn, strong, muscular shoulders that—
Focus, Evelyn!
“Logan?” I called softly. “Logan, wake up.”
He stirred, mumbling incoherently. I stepped back to give him space. As I did, my eyes fell on the papers scattered across the desk. At first, I thought it was his research, but then I saw Aurora’s name on them.
“I can’t believe I fell asleep,” he mumbled, finally forming a clear sentence. “What time is it?”
“It’s still early. Not even seven.”
“Damn. It’s morning already?”
“You spent the whole night here?” I asked.
“Most of it. I had some research to do.”
“Is this about Aurora’s medical reports?”
He nodded. “I was looking into the possibility of a cochlear implant.”
“That’s a surgery… it could let her hear?”
“Yes. It’s a device that can restore hearing, or at least some of it. But it depends entirely on the specifics of her hearing loss. These reports are old; the most recent one is from three years ago. I need new tests. It’s not my specialty, but I emailed a colleague who’s one of the top ENTs in the country. Though… I’m starting to think it might not be an option for her.”
“Why do you say that?”
“I keep wondering if Ellie would have ignored something like this. If an implant had been recommended, I think she would have moved heaven and earth to get it for Aurora.”
“Would she? What’s the average cost of a procedure like that?”
He sighed and closed his eyes, and I realized he’d been naive not to consider that factor immediately.
“I’m an idiot. Of course, Ellie couldn’t have afforded that. I could have, though. She should have come to me sooner.”
“Maybe she never even had access to a specialist who could present it as an option.”
“You’re right.” He fell silent, his gaze intense. I waited for him to continue.
“What is it?” I finally asked.
