33: His Love

LOGAN

I can see her, and all the dramatic hand gestures she’s making, but frankly, I can't hear a thing she’s saying.

It's been that way for a while now, Ashley’s been reporting back to me on the meeting she attended in Spain with some board members concerning acquiring a new company, and as important as it is, I can’t seem to focus or assimilate shit.

My mind is stuck on the same thing that’s been bothering me for years and I ha—

“Logan?” Ashley shoves my shoulder lightly and I could swear that I hadn't noticed her walk over to me, that's how far gone I was.

“Great brief,” I tried to cover up my absentmindedness, “you should send me the minutes of the meeting though, so I can go over everything in my free time.”

The unimpressed look on Ashley’s face was proof that she’d seen right through my bullshit.

“Cut it, Logan, we both know you weren't listening to a word I said and that's why you want the meeting minutes,” she moved back and scanned my face with a purpose, “so, how about we a