Soraya Lane - Her Soldier Protector

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He thought she was pretty? “Well, maybe I should spend more time down under. Is that what you call it here?”

“Yeah, that’s what we call it.”

Candace could tell he was trying not to laugh.

“So, are you going to hang around for the concert?”

“Is that an invite?”

“There’s a VIP pass with your name on it if you want to stay. And I can’t say I’d mind you hanging around, knowing that you’re keeping an eye on things that could go boom.”

“Sure thing. Can’t say I’ve ever been given the VIP status before, so it’ll be a nice change.”

Candace cleared her throat. “Ah, do you have a partner or anyone I should add to the list, too?”

“Yeah, but he’s probably not that interested in a show.”

“Oh.” He was gay? She sure hadn’t seen that one coming, and it wasn’t exactly easy to hide her disappointment. “If you’re sure, then.”

Logan met her gaze, his eyes dancing with what appeared to be...humor? “You’ve already met him, actually.”

She swallowed, trying to figure out why he looked like he was about to burst into laughter again. “I have?”

“Yep. He’s pretty big, beautiful brown eyes...and he’s staring at you right now.”

It took her half a second before she locked eyes with the dog staring at her, his black tail thumping against the ground as she showed him a hint of attention, like he’d figured the joke out before she had.

“That wasn’t funny,” she said, shaking her head and refusing to smile.

“Sorry, couldn’t help myself.”

“So, just the one pass, then?” she asked.

“Just the one,” he confirmed, standing up when a knock at the door echoed throughout the room.

Candace watched as Logan accepted the food and kicked the door shut behind him. He wasn’t hard to watch, the kind of guy she’d always notice no matter where she met him—tall, built and with close-cropped dark hair that matched his eyes. But he was strictly off-limits, eye candy only, because she was staying true to her promise not to get involved with anyone at the moment.

He paused, stood there looking down at her before crossing the room again.

“Candace, I won’t be offended if you say no, but are you busy after your show?”

Why did he want to know, and why did he suddenly look so...staunch? “Why’s that?”

Logan cleared his throat “I thought you might like a night out in Sydney, you know, to just have fun once you’re done with work.” He laughed. “I’ve been working around the clock for months, and I have a feeling you don’t take much time off, either.”

Candace stared at him, taken aback. He’d just managed to surprise her twice in less than a few minutes. “It’s not that I don’t want to, but it’s just not that easy for me to hang out in public.” Was he asking her on a date or did he think taking her out was part of his job description?

He put the containers down on the low table between the two sofas and sat down, leaning forward, eyes on hers. “You’re in Australia, not America, and the places I’ll take you, if it’s just the two of us, no one will even realize who you are.” Logan held his hands up. “But I have thick skin, so you can just turn me down and I’ll forget I ever asked.”

She took the plastic tops off the containers and reached for a pair of chopsticks, before looking up and seeing the serious expression on Logan’s face. He was serious. And she had no idea what to say to him.

“You promise I’d be safe? That it would just be the two of us?”

“I promise,” he said. “You’ll just be a girl in the crowd instead of a superstar.”

A shiver cascaded down her spine, spreading warmth into her belly. Now that was something she liked the sound of. “I’ll think about it, but it does sound nice.” It sounded way better than nice, but she didn’t want to lead him on, not until she’d had time to think about it.

“Well, you just let me know when you’re good and ready,” he said. “Now it’s time for you to tell me exactly what I’m about to bite into here, because I haven’t ever seen anything that looks like this before.”

Candace didn’t usually even talk much before a show, tried to rest her voice, yet here she was chatting with a cute guy and thinking about going out with him. Maybe Australia was exactly the place she was supposed to be right now, to take her mind off everything that had been troubling her since...way too long.

* * *

Logan fought not to grimace as he held the chopsticks—awkwardly. He wasn’t opposed to trying new things, but the food sitting in front of him looked downright scary. Not to mention the fact that he was more comfortable using a good old knife and fork.

“When you said Japanese, I was kind of thinking about the over-processed chicken sushi that I find at the mall.”

Candace gave him her wide smile again, the one that was making him wish he’d met her under different circumstances. Although, someone like her wouldn’t exactly have crossed paths with him if he hadn’t been assigned to mind her. She was an international superstar and he was...a soldier turned bodyguard for a couple of days. Which was why he’d taken his chance to ask her out while he could. That would teach his friends for pestering him about being single too long and not enjoying enough human company—he’d stepped completely outside of his comfort level with Candace.

“So, I probably should have explained to you that sashimi is raw fish, huh?”

Logan raised his eyebrows and wrangled with the chopsticks some more, trying to mimic her actions. Except she was already dunking her first piece in the soy sauce and popping the entire thing in her mouth, which meant she was way ahead of him.

“Here goes,” he muttered, leaning over the table so he didn’t spill any, his other hand ready to catch anything that fell.

“What do you think?” she asked.

He swallowed. “I can’t say I’ve ever wanted to eat raw fish before, but I guess it’s not half bad.”

“I do have one kind with a cooked prawn on top. Here,” Candace said, opening another box and then pushing it his way. “Try this.”

Logan shook his head. “I can’t go eating your favorite foods hours before your big concert. I’m the help, not a guest.”

She rolled her eyes. “If we eat all this I can order more, so just take whatever you like, okay?”

Logan stared at her, wondering if he was about to see her diva side firsthand. He had a feeling someone that beautiful and talented was bound to be difficult. “You’re sure?”

“Look, most celebrities have a rider about exactly what they do and don’t want backstage or in their dressing room. Me? I just ask to have someone ready to run out and grab me great Japanese food and bottled water, and I request good lighting for my hair and makeup team.” She smiled, shrugging at the same time. “I like the fact that everyone thinks I’m easy to deal with, so trust me when I say we can order more. These people are used to divas requesting a certain number of candles with a particular scent, flowers, bowls filled with expensive chocolates and imported candy. You get my drift?”

Logan got the picture. “Okay, pass me the prawn one, then.”

“That’s more like it.”

Candace pushed the container closer to him, as well as a cup with a lid on it.

“What’s this?”

“Miso soup. You’ll love it.”

Logan took off the lid, staring into the brownish liquid. “You sure this stuff won’t kill me?”

“Positive. Now stir it with your chopsticks and take a sip. The green stuff is just seaweed, and there might be a few pieces of tofu floating around, too.”

“Tofu?” he asked, pausing before the cup touched his lips. “You’re killing me. I don’t even think Ranger would eat tofu.”

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