No more goodbyes

Chapter two

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2.

He was woken up by smell of fresh coffee. That instantly reminded him of Rory. He shook his head to get rid of the bittersweet memories and walked to the kitchen. Odette was nibbling on toast, fully focused on reading her magazine. Newspapers and breakfast were waiting for him. He immediately felt ashamed that he let down Odette down yesterday.
"Good morning," said casually Odette. Another hint of shame ran through Logan.
"To you too," answered Logan. He sat down to the table and reached for the newspapers.
"Your father called, he wants to have a dinner with us today. Seven sharp," continued Odette.
Logan just sighed. Since he left his father's company many years ago, their relationship was better, but still tense. He's trying to convince Logan every now and then to come back and merge his business with fathers. He guessed it's time, it's been few months already from the last dinner they had together.
Mitchum Huntzberger was really complicated man, just like every man in their bloodline. Huntzbergers are proud; they care and work hard so their families will have everything and more. Unfortunately they forgot a long time ago, that having money is not everything and you can't buy love.
This is something what they passed from one generation to another, absolutely blind to the consequences. His father tried to teach Logan how to play ugly, how to work with the name and influence, and how to make good and strong partnerships based on intimidation; as his father taught him. Mitchum Huntzberger did everything just like his father did to him, he let him go wild, pardon every problem he made in his youth and when the right time came, he chained his son on a leash and threw him into the deep sea of mind games and misery.
Logan was angry, unhappy, and he tried to rebel and cut all the strings which leaded to his family. But eventually, it all came back to him as a boomerang. So he learnt how to deal with his father with all the wit and finesse his father taught him. He almost lost it, when his father came to him with a proposal of this 'dynastic plan' of his, to marry Odette, heiress of the second biggest empire in France.
To keep the peace in family, Logan agreed.
"He always knew how to destroy a beautiful morning," growled Logan.
"Hmm," was the only answer from Odette focused on the article. They ate their breakfast in silence, both reading.

When Logan arrived to his office, his assistant gave him his messages and told him he has a visitor. Curiously Logan stepped into his office and was almost swept of his feet by a peppy blonde with a chipper voice.
"Hiiii baby brother! Did you miss me?" laughed Honor, Logan's older sister. Honor was always happy, somehow unfazed by the environment in which she and her brother were raised. Logan hasn't seen her for a few months and his bad mood seemed to fade away just by looking at her. She was his most favorite family member.
"Sister! What on earth are you doing here in London? How's Josh? Where're the kids?" Logan happily asked.
"Oh, well, here and there," Honor said waving her hand, "rather tell me, how are YOU? What's new? We haven't spoken in AGES!"
Logan laughed and shook his head, some things never change. "We spoke two days ago!"
"See? Ages! So, did He call you already? He somehow managed to call me between flights, He always knew how to destroy a beautiful day," chattered Honor.
"Odette spoken to Him, I was still asleep on the couch," answered Logan.
"On a couch? Problems in paradise?" teased Honor. She was against the marriage from the beginning and she used every moment to taunt her father or brother. She just couldn't see the logic in an arranged marriage – what, are we in middle ages?!
"Something like that," Logan said rolling his eyes. "Fancy a lunch? I need to finish some things first, but I can be ready to go in an hour or two," Logan said trying to change the subject..
"Okay, I'll go to check on some little presents for the kids and then come back," agreed Honor. Just before she walked out of the office, she turned around with a devilish smile and said: "And we'll talk about all the stupid decisions you made in your life. Kisses!" and left. Logan was still smiling when he opened his laptop.
He was in the middle of fourth email, with his smile already replaced with a frown, when his cell phone buzzed.
"Huntz! My man! Help me!" howled Finn miserable.
"You know you deserved this," laughed Logan, "one would say you should already be used to hangovers, after all this time!"
"Oh shush! I'm leaving tomorrow, I've had enough of this fogging fog. Drink tonite?" asked Finn.
"Not sure mate, I have a dinner with father at seven, maybe later?"
"Kay, call meee," sang Finn and hung up.
Logan went back to his emails once again with a smile on his face. Then the doors exploded with a lot of blonde and shopping bags.
"I'm back!" called Honor.
"For god's sake, I won't finish anything today!" howled Logan and stood up to rescue Honor from the amount of shopping bags. "Some little presents for kids you said?" chuckled Logan.
Honor waved her hand: "Ah, you know me. Ready for lunch?"
Logan looked at the amount of work waiting for him and sighed. He's going to have a long day tomorrow.
"Sure, I'll grab my jacket, where do you want to go?" asked Logan.
"Anywhere we don't own it," winked Honor and hurried out of the office.
Logan frowned, whatever his sister had on her mind, he's not going to like it.

They found a nice restaurant in close walking distance and just chatted about random topics. When the waiter left with their orders, Honor folder her arms and gave Logan a long, disapproving look.
"How far are you going to let it go?" shot a question from Honor.
Logan shrugged: "I honestly don't know what you are talking about." But he knew. He knew what she meant and he was avoiding this question for a long time.
"You can't fool me, baby brother, I know you for ever," said softly Honor. "I know you don't want to cause troubles in the family, but he can't do this to you! You have to be happy, you have to at least try!" pushed Honor.
"I am happy," objected Logan. Then Honor gave him a skeptical look, he suddenly felt offended: "What?! I am happy, I really am! I have a great job, crazy friends and... And a beautiful fiancé," finished firmly Logan.
"I can't agree more, she is beautiful. But you don't love her, am I right?" she cocked her head and searched for any emotion in his face.
"Love is relative," said Logan. There was a moment of silence between them and Logan began reading a wine list.
"Logan, you should consider your options, don't let Him to rule your life, it's not worth it," Honor said softly.
"Believe me, I've had enough of considerations," sighed Logan.