Blaze thought his chest would burst with anxiety as Kaye unwrapped Logan’s whimsical painting of her café. What if she didn’t like it? That would embarrass Logan. Did she have the discernment to see how it captured the warmth and happiness as a bustling staff attended satisfied customers while a smiling Kaye greeted a newcomer at the front desk? The style differed from anything Blaze had seen by Logan, but it captured the feeling of the establishment to perfection. Her response brought a loss of tension across his chest and shoulders. “Logan! I love it! Thank you so much. And it’s framed just right.” Kay came from behind the counter and hugged him. Pointing to a spot on the wall behind the register, she said, “I’m going to hang it right here, where everyone will see it the moment they wa