Their body language says something different, though. Macey’s cheeks flush and Logan’s jaw clenches tightly. She shifts closer to him, and his hand brushes against hers before he dips his fingers inside one of the empty belt loops on her jeans and tugs her into his side.
Blake rolls his eyes and then gives Declan and me a look. “Sure, they’re not like that. Whatever they say. These two…” he says cheerfully. “No one in town can define them.”
“So you guys aren’t…” I say hesitantly to Macey as I point at Logan and then her.
“No.” Her whiskey eyes flash with an emotion I can’t read. “I’m not the kind of girl a guy brings home for good.”
“Oh.”
“Macey doesn’t believe in marriage,” Logan mutters almost under his breath. His mouth twists in amusement, but it doesn’t mask the emotion behind his eyes when he adds, “She’s never going to marry.”
I want to ask her why that is, but she shutters her previously-open expression as she shakes her head forcefully. “Never. Logan and I are…” Long pause. “Best friends. Right?” she asks him.
He puts his arm around her protectively. “Right. We’ve been best friends our entire lives. Always will be.”
“What else are you?” Blake mumbles from behind him.
Without letting go of Macey, Logan uses his other arm to backhand Blake in the stomach. Blake oomphs and doubles over.
“Jesus, Wild.” Blake groans. “Y’all are so sensitive.”
Logan’s intense gaze fixes on Macey. “You want to go for a walk on the ranch before breakfast? Can’t get a mountain view like this in Texas.”
Her face lights up. “Yes.” She turns to me and says almost apologetically, “I’ve never been out of Texas before. Logan brought me here as a surprise.”
“That’s so sweet,” I say.
“He somehow managed to get my boss—aka my daddy—to find a replacement for me for the week. I’m a bartender, and let me tell you, I haven’t had a day off in…”
“In far too long,” Logan says firmly. “And no one deserves it more than you, Mace.”
While I’m inwardly swooning over how sweet Logan is with Macey and how much he obviously cares about her, he grabs his cowboy hat and puts it on.
“We’ll be back shortly.” He tips his hat at me politely and takes Macey’s hand as they leave through the back door.
“God, they’re so…” I say.
“Infuriating?” Blake suggests. “Frustrating? Stubborn as two old mules? Yes, that’s them.”
“I was going to say romantic. They seem to be tight.”
“They are. Logan would do anything for Macey,” Blake says matter of factly like it’s something he’s used to seeing. Something he counts on even.
Declan’s phone buzzes, and he glances at the screen. “Holy shit.”
“What is it?” I ask him in concern.
“Savannah’s in labor!”
Chapter Thirty
Declan
Mia hangs back as Luke and I call out to Chase and Cooper and start figuring out who’s going to the hospital. Blake says he’ll stay at the ranch and make sure everything’s okay with the cattle they unloaded in the middle of the night, and he offers to do any chores that haven’t been done yet.
“We’ve got a ranch hand who cleans the stalls,” Luke says to him. “This is your day off. Enjoy it. You all have to drive home tomorrow.”
I turn to Mia. “You ready to go to the hospital or do you want to go tell Jamie Beth first?”
