“No,” Logan and Nelson said together.
“I’m positive someone egged Rowan on most times,” Braylon said. “But I never get the details.”
“You know I need to know these things,” she said. “Has Rowan gotten in trouble with the law?”
Why hadn’t she thought of that? That money could buy many freedoms.
She’d hate to think there was a part of him she didn’t know.
“No,” Braylon said. “But Nelson is a slob and liked to dare Rowan to do stupid shit when they were all on spring break. There were normally accidental damages to deal with.”
“Got it,” she said. “I’ve never been on spring break before, but I’ve heard stories. I mean, where do you go on spring break when you’re in college around here?”
“Vegas,” Logan said. “And we’ll leave it at that.”
“West is waving me over,” Braylon said. “Come on, Nelson, Rowan wants you too.”
She stood there with Logan while Rowan’s brothers left to talk to him.
“Not too overwhelmed by this?” Logan asked.
“I thought I would be, but everyone is so nice and friendly.”
The pictures on the podium made her uneasy, but she was next to Rowan while he talked, West on the other side of Rowan, then Logan next to West. She’d seen pictures of other expos and Logan was normally next to Rowan. She hoped he wasn’t mad she was in his spot.
“It’s a friendly atmosphere. Rowan could never survive in New York. It’s not him.”
“I can see that. Even with all the people always around him and surfing at his house, he has his space. I can’t get over the number of people on his patio at any time.”
That had thrown her the first time it happened months ago.
She’d come home from work and was upstairs changing in their room, saw people close by the gate and then on the property.
She’d called Rowan right away, scared, and he laughed and apologized for not forewarning her. No one could get into the house. They didn’t know the security codes and he could see who was there.
It was his surfer friends coming to grab something to drink out of the outdoor fridge that he kept stocked with water and sports drinks.
Sometimes they’d sit in the shade and take a break, but everyone knew they were on camera and were respectful of Rowan’s property.
Logan was there more than anyone, but never alone since he was working the same times Rowan was.
“He has a following.”
“Do they do it for who he is? Like his name and the company or because they are friends?”
“I think it’s a combination of both,” Logan said. “He’s a giving person. He’d be out there surfing and gathering people regardless of the business he owned and those people would still be around. But his name draws more for sure.”
“Got it,” she said. “I didn’t know who he was. You know how we met, right?”
“I know it all,” Logan said, smirking. “He tells me pretty much everything.”
“Everything?” she asked. She wasn’t so sure she liked the sound of that.
“I know he lost his heart to you months ago and has been terrified of telling you.”
“Seriously? He told you he said he loved me before we came?”
Logan laughed and patted her shoulder. “He’s on cloud nine you feel the same way. I thought he had pounded a bunch of your candy before you two showed up together. He was all over the place.”
