Logan needed lunch. The advanced spin classes meant his hunger levels skyrocketed. Thankfully, he gave himself a full hour before two personal training clients and the beginner's spin classes.
He managed to make his way to the Red Pepper in time to see the poor woman almost get hit and then spill her entire lunch. What an asshole for not bothering to stop and at least offer to pay for her lunch.
He hurried over to her. "Are you okay? What an absolute asshole. Do you want me to get you lunch?" At least her food seemed to miss her clothes, which seemed like a small silver lining.