My Boss My Secret Husband (Hazel and Logan) novel Chapter 100

Chapter 0100 

After Megan, Rachel, and I took a few more shots, Maria started driving us to wherever it was she was taking us. 

I noticed we e were closing in on Chianti, and I relaxed some. I knew the kind of men I’d find at the wine bar, and surely I could find a way to sit in the oversized leather chairs that hid most of my body. 

We got closer to Chianti, and I realized Maria wasn’t slowing down. “Um…you’re about to pass the wine bar,” I said, only slightly slurring my words. 

“What?” Maria asked, 

“Chianti, it’s right there,” I pointed. 

The three of them laughed. 

“Oh, honey,” Megan said. “You do not dress like this to go to a wine bar. You dress like this to go somewhere trashy, where the boys are desperate and needy.” 

“Oh…oh no,” I said, realizing where we were going. “You don’t mean…” 

Megan nodded, a huge smile crossing her face. “Yup. We’re going to Chickadee’s.” 

I inwardly groaned. Chickadee’s was the trashiest bar in town. It had a reputation for being the bar people go to just to find a quick hookup. I wasn’t really interested in becoming a new host to one of the many STDs that I’m sure ran rampant at that place. But I didn’t want to seem ungrateful for them taking me out, however, so I just responded with a nod. 

We pulled into the parking lot a few minutes later and all piled out of the car. Maria grabbed my arm and held me back until we were out of earshot of the other two. 

“Look, I know this isn’t really your thing. Don’t let them pressure you into going home with anyone, okay? Let’s just drink a little, maybe flirt a little, do some of the line dances, then I’ll take you home. I just want you to forget about your family and things at work for a little while,” she said. 

I nodded and pulled her into a hug. “Thank you,” I said. 

We ran to catch up to Megan and Rachel. We walked through the doors to the bar. A country song was bumping and lots of people were on the dance floor. We made our way around them to the bar. Those shots I had earlier were catching up to me, and I grabbed Maria’s hand to help steady myself. 

Once 

e we reached the other side of the dance floor we found a tall table to sit at. 

“Stay H 

here,” Rachel said. “We’ll grab you something to drink. But I saw some guys checking you out that I bet want a minute alone with you.” 

She winked at me and pointed towards one end of the bar. I gave the area a quick glance but I was very much not interested. I gave her a thumbs up and the three of them walked to the bar. I rested my hand on my chin, praying that no one would approach me while they were gone. 

A moment later, Maria came running up to me with a tall, handsome guy in tow. 

“Hazel, this is Jonathan,” she said. “I told him you’re just here tonight looking for some fun, no leaving the bar together,” she gave Jonathan a stern look. “Right, Jonathan?” 

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He nodded. “Yes, ma’am.” He said in a thick country accent. 

“Hi,” I said, my face surely turning beet red. “It’s nice to meet you.” 

Maria snuck away and gave me a wink. 

“My friends dragged me here tonight too,” he gave me a half smile. 

“Did your friends also make you go sans underwear so you could get lucky?” The tequila in me said. 

“What?” He looked stunned. 

“What?” I said. 

His eyes flickered briefly downward. I crossed my arms in front of my chest. 

“I’m sorry,” he said, blushing and looking down at the beer in his hand. “I didn’t mean to…” 

“Hey,” I said suddenly, fully losing control of my mouth apparently. “Do you want to dance? 

Logan pulled up to the parking lot of Chickadee’s and looked at the front of the building. It was not his usual type of bar, but maybe that was a good thing, he thought. Maybe he needed to make some changes. 

He parked and walked inside. Most of the floor space in the center of the bar was taken up by line dancers. He walked around them, eyeing the crowd. He’d never done a line dance in his life. He never really understood the appeal, getting drunk and trying to do a choreographed dance with other drunk people. It just sounded like a recipe for disaster. 

Suddenly, Logan hit something hard. 

“Oh!” He heard from in front of him 

He stumbled back a couple steps and snapped his head forward. It was a woman he had run into. She was looking down at her dress. Logan noticed a giant wet spot on her chest and a now empty glass in her hand. 

“Oh 

my god, I am so sor…” he suddenly realized he knew this person. “Maria?” 

She snapped her head up. Her mouth dropped open. “Logan! What are you doing here?” 

“I just wanted to…get out tonight,” he said. “Did I make you spill your drink? I am so sorry, please, let me buy you a new one.” 

“Oh, it’s okay,” Maria shrugged. “It was just water. I’m the DD tonight.” She rolled her eyes and gave him a half smile. 

Logan looked around. “Still. Let me find you a towel or a napkin,” he said.