CHAPTER EIGHT

LEAH'S POV

You could hear a pin drop in the silence that followed Mr. Antoine's speech to Shelly Prime.

"What? You can't do that" Shelly raised her voice at him.

"Lower your voice, Ms. Prime" Mr. Antoine said sternly.

'My parents will deal with you" she threaten him.

Mr. Antoine, smiled for the first time, since I came here, "well with the proof we have, your parents will have to pay a lot of money. I hope they are willing to support your short comings." he notified her as if he had the proof.

I looked across to Logan as he sat with folded hands, leaning back with his long legs outstretched in front of him, wearing his famous smirk, which added to his looks.

Sensing my eyes on him. he turned to me, frowning.

Embarrass, to be caught checking him out, I raked my brain for something to say. 'I have to go shopping for dinner, can we leave?" I whisper close to him, quickly moving away.

Logan stands up, putting out a hand to help me up, "I'm good" I said refusing his help and stood up on my own.

He chuckles softly before turning his attention to the people in front of us.

"Antoine, do you have the papers ready for me?" Logan asks him.

Mr. Antoine looked towards us, causing Shelly to turn to see us standing in the corner. Turning to look between Logan and I before setting on Logan with a slight smirk playing on her lips.

"Mr. Daniels, how lovely to see you again! My sister will not be please to know that you're representing the Scott's" she says coyly.

So he's taken, what is he doing hanging around me? Before I could say something, Logan immediately corrected her.

"I'm not representing anyone, I'm simply here to support my girlfriend" he pulls me closer to him, looking down at me, giving me a wink.

Shelly looked more surprise than I did and what did she mean representing? How do they all know him?

"Girlfriend?" she looks between Logan and I probably wondering what he sees in me.

Deciding to play along for my sisters sake, as a little payback, I wrapped my arm that was closer to him around his waist, smiling at her.

She is clearly upset and is fighting to control herself and once upon a time, I would have cared but interfering with my sister isn't redeemable.

"Would you reconsider moving Jessica from here. I promise that she will be well protected from any future bullying and I assure you, Ms. Prime will apologize before she is allowed to return to this school" he requests, but with his eyes on Logan the entire time.

Is he afraid of Logan?

Logan looked down at me with our arms still wrapped around each other. Feeling self-conscious, I tried to move but his arm tightened around me.

"I'll speak to Jessica and get back to you" I told Mr. Antoine quickly because I wanted to leave and most of all, I wanted Logan to let me go.

With a broad smile. " thank you, thank you! please stay in touch." he said to me, before shaking Logan's hand, "I sorry about mishandling Jessica Scott's situation" he said.

With a cold stare, "and what about your behavior towards my girlfriend?" Logan ask with a tinge of anger.

Fear was definitely evident in Mr. Antoine, eyes, body language and now his voice, "Ms. Scott, I apologize for my behavior earlier and all the other times before" he says nervously.

Logan's arm tighten around me and his body tensed in anger. "we are not done with this matter" he told Mr. Antoine, dropping his arm around my waist, to hold my hand, escorting me out.

When we were out of ear shot, Logan turned on me angrily, 'he's been bullying you too" he asks.

Ignoring him, I walk ahead of him. I don't need anyone fighting my battles. I have my brother and sister, I can and will do it on my own.

He quickly reached me with his longer strides, "Leah" Logan stops me.

Angrily I turn to face him,

"Logan how lovely to see you" a female voice sang.

Annoyed, Logan and I both turn around to see a middle age couple walking towards us, towards him.

I went to move away, only to have Logan draw me back, holding my hand! What now?

The lady was neatly groomed with gold hair that fell on her shoulders. Her face wore a bit too much make-up, adding years to her.

With her eyes on me as it lingers on our entwined hands. Her anger causes her to tighten her fists, "how is your parents? We should get together for brunch soon" she said between clench lips, giving me a victorious stare.

What the f**k is her problem? I just want to leave this darn place.

"I'm late" I tugged Logan's hand.

A relieved Logan turns to .me with a gracious smile. "it's good to see you, Mr and Mrs Prime," Logan said to Mr. Prime before turning to Mrs. Prime, "you could call my parents to catch up. My girlfriend and I have somewhere to be." Logan said walking away, leaving a angry Mrs. Prime staring at our back.

Take that bitch!

I stopped and turn to him again, "who are you?" I asked all my anger returning, pulling my hand out of his.

With a smile, "I'll fill you in at dinner" he said walking slowly ahead of me as I stood standing in the same spot, "aren't you coming?" he turned watching me as he walked backwards.

He is so self assured. His authority doesn't come from being a designer. He help me today, but why? All I need is a much more secure job for my family.

"We still have groceries to get and dinner to make" he turns his back and continues walking, turning back quickly "oh and a contract to sign" he added dazzling me with his sexy smirk.

I stare at his retreating back. A contract? My answer prayer? I'm still using his shots.

A contract, I was literally dancing in my head.

Now to get a taxi for groceries and as much as I want to call of dinner it would be rude.