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wherever he wants.”
    “The room’s here,” Logan responded offhandedly. “We might as well use it.”
    Their gazes locked again, and he saw something on Gina’s face that stabbed at his heart. Was it regret? Was it guilt?
    He almost moved closer to her, anything to relieve the tension that had pulled between them from the moment she’d walked back into his life.
    The tension was abruptly broken when Hannah came rushing into the room. “That reporter’s here again, Logan. He wants to do a story on you for the Style section of the Sunday paper. What should I tell him?”
    “I’ll take care of it,” Logan assured her and strode out of the room, glad for the interruption, glad to escape the web of emotion that seemed to surround him whenever Gina was within arm’s reach.
     
    After Logan left the family room, Hannah declared, “He doesn’t like publicity, so that makes reporters want to come after him even more.”
    Before Gina could think better of it, she said, “If Iremember correctly, Logan’s father didn’t like publicity, either.”
    Hannah shot her a quizzical look. “You knew Elliot Barnes?”
    “I can’t say I knew him. He was my employer one summer.”
    Watching Daniel play with the toys Gina had given him, Hannah sat on the sofa. “Oh, I see. The two men are as different as night and day, though. Mr. Barnes, senior, didn’t want publicity because he just didn’t want to be bothered. After his stroke, he became quite a recluse. Little by little, he turned everything over to Logan. Now Logan, on the other hand, doesn’t want publicity because he thinks it’s foolish and should be saved for something important—like the charities he backs—not a dinner he’s giving or an event he’s attending. But reporters always want to know all about his life. That’s when Logan clams up.”
    Gina hadn’t known Elliot Barnes had suffered a stroke. Had it been severe? She was about to ask Hannah when Daniel crawled to the housekeeper and pleaded, “Up?”
    She looked down at him with a fond smile. “Oh, no. I’m not picking you up. Those are the new rules.”
    Gina laughed. “I’ll bet they are. That smile of his and those green eyes could melt any heart.”
    Daniel tugged on Hannah’s slacks.
    “I gave him quite a workout,” Gina relented. “I think we’re finished for today.”
    “We’ve gotten an official okay,” Hannah said to Daniel as she stooped over and lifted him. “Time for your supper.” She glanced at the balls, blocks and the push toy Gina had brought along. “Do you need help gathering all that?”
    “Oh, no. You take care of Daniel. I’ll be fine.”
    After Hannah left the room with the toddler, Gina began collecting what she’d brought. She’d been strung tight ever since she’d entered the house. Usually when she was working with a child, that baby was her main focus. Daniel had been her focus, but she’d also been aware of Logan watching her…aware of Logan. There was a vibrating energy connecting them, like a live wire. She didn’t know how to break it, deflect it or let it burn out.
    When Logan reentered the room, he’d rolled up his white shirtsleeves and opened the first few buttons of his shirt. He looked strong. Totally male. Absolutely sexy.
    She swallowed hard, realizing how much she was still attracted to him. “Trouble?” she asked, just to say something.
    “No. Just an eager journalism student wanting to make a name for himself.”
    Gina moved toward the corner of the mat she’d opened on the plush carpeting to give extra padding. As she folded it, Logan came to help her. They practically brushed shoulders. Both jerked away.
    She knew she had to do something about the awkwardness between them. “Logan, I don’t have to be the one who helps Daniel.”
    Logan rubbed his hand up and down the back of his neck. “No, I suppose you don’t. But he obviously relates well to you. I don’t want to mess with that. Hannah’s been the only woman in his