It had to be coincidence! Charlotte stared at the man through a mist of confusion. It was Logan. Asn older Logan, of course, but unmistakably the man who had ravaged her emotions and then abandoned her all those years ago.
She ought to feel angery. She ought to feel resentful and cheated. Instead, she was apprehensive-- terrified at the complications his could creat.
"We are not through, Charlotte," he told her flatly. "I sometimes think we haven't even begun."