"How was your meeting?" Bella remained seated on the bed with her arms crossed across her chest and her face still possessing a scowl. Logan wasn't sure if he should be excited coming back to see the lady of his dreams on his bed waiting for him after a hectic day or worried about her cold tone. He was a little bit of both.
His eyes roamed her body, admiring the navy blue robe set she had on that complemented her pale skin and her long exposed legs crossed elegantly.
His long legs strode further into the room, where a bottle of wine awaited him on a tray placed on a cocktail table. He poured himself a glass before answering, "Good," then took a sip. "How was your day?" With the half-empty glass in hand, he turned towards her, his lips slightly quirked in a cold smile and his face an un
