Diamonds & Desire: The Priceless Collection

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and then, “Good morning. Logan Savant’s office. Ashtyn speaking.”
    “Hello, Ashtyn. My name is Jordana Shaw, and I’m—”
    “Jordana! From the children’s benefit?”
    Jordana paused. “Yes?” How did she know?
    “I’m sorry, that was terribly rude of me to interrupt. I’m Mr. Savant’s executive assistant. How are you today?” she asked in a friendly tone.
    “I’m fine, thank you. Is he in?” Her heart started to pound.
    “Unfortunately, he’s out of the office at the moment. May I take your number? I’ll make sure he receives it as soon as possible. He’ll be so pleased to hear from you.”
    So the millionaire had told his assistant about her? Interesting. “Sure, he can call me at work.” She gave the information and hung up with a smile.
    Later, while Jordana was refilling the supplies in one of the patient rooms, Piper burst in, startling her. “Jordana!”
    She spilled the Q-tips in the sink. “For heaven’s sake, Piper! You scared the heck—”
    “It’s a man,” her co-worker exclaimed holding up her palms, eyes widening. “Like, a man, out in reception asking for you.”
    “Who?” she asked absently.
    “Logan Savoy or something.”
    She jerked. “Logan Savant?” Heat swept over Jordana as Piper nodded with a grin. Logan’s here? She just called his office an hour ago. She tugged at her Strawberry Shortcake scrubs. Her hair was up in a sock bun. Would he even recognize her? Even though he’d caught her off guard, she couldn’t deny her elation he’d just decided to stop by, instead of calling.
    “Are you coming out or what?”
    “Yes, of course, I’m on my way.” She flipped a quick hand. “Go. Don’t leave him out there by himself.”
    Trying to project a cool demeanor, feeling all levels of anxious, she took slow steps down the hall and walked out to the waiting room. Clogs, for Pete’s sake, she had on pink clogs. Might as well come out in a clown’s costume.
    Logan slowly grinned. “Jordana.” His silky, deep voice sent shivers down her spine as he raked her head to toe.
    Oh. Well, he certainly didn’t look at her as though she resembled a clown. “Mr. Savant. This is a surprise. I hope you’ve been pouring your own drinks lately.”
    He laughed, those gorgeous blue stare lingering in hers, and she felt more self-conscious than ever. He represented the dashing CEO in his gray suit and red tie, freshly shaven face and styled hair. A walking magazine ad again.
    “Hope it’s acceptable that I came by unannounced,” he said. “As soon as my assistant told me you’d called the office, and gave me your number, I looked up the address and headed this way. Did you know I’ve been making her call every ENT specialist in the Bay looking for you?”
    She couldn’t hide her disbelief. “You did?”
    “There are no less than twenty-two ear, nose, and throat doctors in a twenty-mile radius. Did you know that?” He smiled, clasping his hands behind him.
    She shook her head. Why would he go through so much trouble?
    He looked around the vacant waiting room. “I was hoping I could steal you for lunch if you’re available.”
    Her heart thrilled at thought of a lunch date with him, beating wildly while she simply smiled. “Sure. I’d like that. The doctor is off-site, so it’s pretty calm today.”
    He grinned, showcasing that dimple. “Good.”
    “I’ll just go get my purse.”
    Piper had it waiting for her as soon as she pushed through the door, whispering, “Jordana. I totally get it now. You’re shining like a Fourth of July sparkler!”
    Jordana sent her a look. “Shh. Want me to bring you back something?”
    “Just the details of everything that happens.”
    She met him outside, where he waited by his chauffeured car.
    “Jordana, this is my driver, Tom,” he said as she climbed in, and she gave a little wave to the rear view mirror.
    The driver’s kind, deeply crowed eyes met hers. “Afternoon, Miss Shaw.”
    Logan asked, “Where would you like

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