Why am I so upset?
Of course it hurts. It’s Logan Wild. My best friend. The guy I turn to for everything. And yes, marrying him for real, however dumb and impulsive it was, made me wonder about what life would be like if we were actually a couple.
But still, I shouldn’t care this much. Should I?
Mrs. Rattles wisely gives up on me providing a coherent response to her question. She leaves the mirrored platform to argue with Eloise over alteration costs.
Ginny lets out a little exhale. Not a big heaving breath like her mother would do. Just a typical Ginny “I’m upset but I don’t want to bother anyone” sigh.
And here I am, focusing on myself when my best friend is clearly suffering.
Trying to distract her, I hold up my phone and point at the three recently missed calls on my cell. “Logan’s trying to reach me.”
Like I hoped, the color returns to Ginny’s cheeks as she perks right up. “Let’s go over the details again—Logan’s only been away for a month and a half! Who could he possibly have met in that short a time?”
The tears start behind my eyes, but I fight them back.
“No clue.” I aim for a dumb joke. “You know boys. She must have big boobs.”
Ginny furrows her brow. “Maybe that would be true with some men. But I never thought of Logan as shallow before. Did you?”
No, I didn’t.
“Something does seem off,” I finally admit.
Ginny widens her eyes. “Like a mystery?”
“No.” I laugh at myself. “I’m sure I’m being overly-dramatic. Logan’s engaged. End of story. Right?”
Ginny raises her eyebrows. “I don’t know, Mace. I have a funny feeling this story is far from over.”
33
Logan
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As soon as my brothers meet Gigi and hear about our engagement, they want to go out and celebrate with “just the guys.” I try to fend them off, but once Blake gets involved, there’s no stopping them.
“You’re fucking engaged?” Blake mutters under his breath as we cool down the horses outside the barn. “You’re still married to Macey.”
I drag him away from my brothers so they can’t overhear. “Let it go,” I say to him.
“Right.” He shoots me a quick smile. “You want me to ignore the fact that the woman you’ve had a thing for forever is currently your wife, and yet you proposed to another woman? You can deny your feelings for Macey all you want to, but I don’t buy this engagement for one fucking second.”
“Well, you’re going to have to buy it.” I give him a hard stare. “And don’t interfere.”
“Okay, so then can I meet her?” Blake says. “Reid says she’s blonde and hot.”
“She’s…fine.”
“Fine?” Blake laughs. “Well, where is she? Let me meet her.”
“Later.”
A long while later if I can help it.
At Blake’s insistence, we all go to The Cowherd. Mr. and Mrs. Henwood are both sitting at a table, and they wave at me with more enthusiasm than normal. I exhale a breath of relief when Macey’s not working behind the bar, but Blake frowns.
