Chapter Twenty-Nine
“You look like you have news,” I say to Ginny once my parents have left the bar.
“Well, I shouldn’t tell you this because it’s not really my business, but...” She trails off and drums her fingers on the counter.
I draw my eyebrows together. “What? You know something?”
“Logan’s back in town,” Ginny says abruptly with a wary look at me.
I lean over the counter, and Ginny nearly falls off her barstool, trying to back away.
“What?!” I say. “He hasn’t called or stopped by or anything.”
“Supposedly, his daddy called him out in West Texas to apologize for their fight,” Ginny says. “He says he won’t force Logan to take over the family business along with his brothers, and he can keep living there and painting so long as he continues to help with daily ranch work. I guess he took the deal. I mean, of course he was going to come back to Darcy anyway. This is just another piece of the story.”
“How the heck do you know all this?”
“My mama overheard his mama this morning at HEB. She was crying; she’s so happy to have her youngest son home again.”
I furrow my brow. “I can’t believe Logan hasn’t come by. He’s right next door.”
“He only got in very late last night,” Ginny says. “I was waiting to tell you because I’m sure he’ll stop by himself.”
I don’t get it. Logan’s first trip away in forever, and he didn’t tell me he’s back. Something feels off.
Ginny touches my arm. “So…are you asking Jamie to my wedding?”
I drag my gaze over to her. “Nope. I broke up with him. He was getting way too needy.”
“But he gave you a commitment ring,” Ginny says.
“Like I said,” I say. “Way too needy. We’d only been on a few dates. We never even slept together, not even close. Honestly, we didn’t even kiss.”
“You know what I think?” She eyes me carefully. “I think Logan would make a fabulous date.”
“Logan and I have never gone on a real date.”
“Oh, come on. You may not have gone on ‘real’ dates, whatever that means. But…” She smiles. “You miss him. Your body misses him.” She giggles, and I throw my dishcloth at her, but she ducks.
“My body has been just fine without Logan Wild.”
“Because of your vibrator maybe,” Ginny says. “In all seriousness, though, you’ve been acting different since Vegas, you know.”
I do know. I’ve been missing Logan in a way I haven’t before.
“I’ve almost…” I drop my voice to a whisper. “Considered asking Logan if we should amend our rules.”
Ginny jumps off her stool so high I’m certain she’s going to climb over the bartop. “Are you serious?”
“But I’m afraid to mess things up. That’s why we made the rules in the first place. It’s just…”
“Getting married changed things for you,” she says.
“I guess it did. But I don’t know how to talk to him about it.”
“Did you ever read your diary entry from Vegas? To see how you were feeling that night?”
“No, I have to. It’s just—every time I go to do it, I remember those divorce papers I still have to sign.” I reach into my purse and pull out the bull ring Logan married me with. “It was hard when he handed this back to me.”
