My Boss My Secret Husband (Hazel and Logan) novel Chapter 3

In my excitement over Elena getting the immediate boot, I had almost forgotten about the shit storm that was my life. But Elena’s questions made it all come rushing back to me.

“My personal life is not up for discussion,” I said through gritted teeth. “You’re so damn preoccupied with men and gossip, no wonder your professional skills haven’t improved.” I turned on my heels and quickly left the room before she could spout off anything else to me.

I walked down the hallway and straight to Maria’s desk. “Snacks,” I said when I reached her. “I need ‘em.”

Without a word she got up and walked with me to the pantry. She knew when I said I needed snacks that I was not in the mood for conversation. When we walked through the pantry door, I let out a surprised gasp.

The normally empty pantry was all abuzz. Several women stood around, talking to each other, flipping ferociously through magazines, scrolling quickly on their phones.

“What is happening?” I said to Maria, who shrugged.

I pushed my way through the crowd of women to the shelf that held the chocolate bars. As I did, I caught snippets of conversations:

“…I heard he’s really into blondes…”

“…I bet he only dates socialites, there’s no way he would ever date anyone from this company…”

“…he has his own private jet? I’d kill for a man with a jet…”

“…oh, if only I could find a man half as rich and sexy as he is!”

I grabbed my favorite caramel-filled bar off the shelf and snuck a glance at the nearest open magazine. It was an article all about the lavish lifestyle of our new CEO. I couldn’t help but laugh. These women were dying for a shot with Logan. They were going to be devastated to learn that he was married.

Maria and I slipped back out of the pantry. As soon as its occupants were out of earshot, I shook my head at her. “Did you hear all that? Everyone’s going crazy over this new CEO.”

Maria shrugged, a grin forming over her lips. “I mean…can you blame them?”

“Oh Maria, not you too!”

She laughed. “Are you telling me you don’t find him attractive?”

“No, I’m not saying that. I mean sure, he is handsome but…” I looked around to make sure the coast was clear. I lowered my voice. “He’s married. And quite happily, it seems.”

“Oh,” Maria frowned. “He’s so young, isn’t he? I’m surprised someone as young and wealthy as him got married so soon in his life.”

I shrugged. “I wonder what she’s like? She must be pretty amazing to make him give up the bachelor lifestyle I hear he’s so well-known for. And speaking of surprising things…”

As we started walking back towards my desk, I told Maria all about Elena’s immediate elimination as candidate for Logan’s assistant. By the time we reached my desk, Maria was laughing so hard tears were streaming down her face.

“Add ‘expert at spotting gold diggers’ to Logan’s resume,” she laughed.

“I was surprised he could spot anything past the amount of cleavage she brought in with her,” I said as I sat at my desk. I pulled my purse from the bottom drawer and took out my phone to check for messages. I frowned when I saw the only one was a missed call from my mother.

“What’s wrong?” Maria asked. I showed her the phone. She frowned. “Oof. That’s a mood killer. Good luck.” She gave me a sympathetic smile, then turned and walked back towards her desk.

I sighed and pushed the button to return her call. Might as well get it over with.