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of my off days because I left something here.
                  Honestly, I know that I am stalling. I need to see Josh before I leave. I need to know what Bentley wanted to talk to him about. More importantly, I need to make sure he is not hurt by learning that I was in a private room with Bentley. Josh knows how I feel about privates. I can't imagine learning that I did one, with the very appealing owner of all people, will be very easy for him to swallow. Especially considering he's tried to get me to do one for him several times and I have always refused.
                  After what feels like an eternity, I finally give up waiting and push my way into the hallway. I half expect for both men to still be here but to my surprise, the space is completely deserted. Turning left, I walk the short distance to Josh's office and knock lightly.
                  I wait until he says “Come in” before pushing my way inside. He's sitting behind his desk, arms crossed in front of his chest, his eyes finding mine the second I come into view.
                  “Hey. Everything okay?” I ask, closing the door behind me. I make no attempt to approach him, still not sure what I am walking into. For all I know, Bentley plans to fire us both having caught us in my dressing room, clearly far surpassing the professional boundaries.
                  “Perfect.” He says, his tone clipped as he begins sorting through papers on his desk.
                  “Josh.” I say, taking a step forward.
                  “Bentley Reed, Logan. Really?” He sighs loudly, dropping the papers and pinning his eyes back on my face, their intensity freezing me in place.
                  “Josh. It was just a dance.” I say, immediately trying to explain myself.
                  “Just a dance.” He repeats the words like there is no such thing and then laughs to himself. “Do you really believe that he only wants a dance from you?” He asks, his face taking on a harshness I have only ever seen when he has to reprimand an employee. “Are you really that stupid?” He asks, causing me to take a step backwards at his words.
                  “What the fuck is your problem Josh?” My temper flares at his insult and I have to force myself to take deep breaths and not lose control.
                  “My problem Logan, is that you were in that room with Bentley Reed of all people, doing god knows what and then you tried to lie to me about it.” He says, standing abruptly and pushing his chair backwards.
                  “I didn't lie to you about anything. You asked if I was okay, I said I was. You never asked what I was doing prior or how my night had gone.” I say, my defensiveness evident in my tone.
                  “Lying by omission is still lying.” He says, studying my face intently.
                  “Oh grow up Josh. This is my job. I will not indulge in your jealous fits every time I do something you don't agree with.” I say, feeling my patience for the situation slipping.
                  “How do you think it makes me feel Logan?” He pins his eyes back on me, his face morphing into desperation. “How do you think it makes me feel knowing that you were back there with him? That he was able to see you, touch you even? Fuck Logan.”
                  “It was just a dance!” My voice goes up an octave and bounces off the walls around us. He straightens his posture and looks me straight in the face. He stares at me for a long moment before pushing away from the desk and crossing the space between us in the matter of seconds.
                  Before I am even able to register his movements, he pins me against the door and his lips crash down on mine. At first I want to push him away, continue to be upset with him for being upset with me. But at