Cara didn’t beat around the bush. She wasn’t the kind of woman who saw a man, flirted a little, and then started some kind of song and dance. Nope. When she met a good-looking fellow with charm and sex appeal, she saw no reason to dally around with a slow approach. “Passing through, visiting old friends,” Scott said. “Sassy and Scott used to date,” Logan said, seemingly accepting of the fact until he locked a hard gaze on Scott and then swung his gaze to Sassy. Scott set his jaw and stirred his coffee, and apparently Logan’s claim, thoughtfully. “I see,” Cara sang, though for some reason she couldn’t quite picture Scott and Sassy together. “And so he stopped by to check on an old lover?” She glanced at Scott. “Do you have a death wish?” “It’s not like that. We hung out a little bit when Sharon left Scott a few years ago.” The left side of Sassy’s face twitched and her upper lip curled. “Isn’t that right, Scott?” “Yeah,” he bit out, going for the coffee pot.
