What about what you did?
He deserves better.
Each thought is like a hot pin through my skull. There are happy ones in there to switch things up, but soon they’re overwhelmed by the others.
Deep breath in.
Deep breath out.
My phone starts ringing, and I jump. For a moment, I have no idea where it could be, then I remember I’d put it in the pockets of my jogging pants, which are on the floor. I scurry to the ground and search for it until I see who’s calling.
It’s Sophie.
I answer immediately. “Hey!” The sound comes out of my mouth a bit strangled.
“Hey, how have you been?” her voice chimes on the other end of the line. In the background, I hear Gwen singing what sounds likeBaby Shark.
I hesitate for a second, not sure what to answer. Because I don’t even know. How have I been? And do I tell her about what just happened?
“You okay?” When she asks that, I realize I’ve been silent for too long.
“I had sex with Logan,” I blurt out before I can stop myself. I hear a gasp on the other end of the line. “Twice. He’s out to get usbreakfast,Soph.”
“Good for you!” Sophie cheers. “If that doesn’t inspire you, I don’t know what will.”
“I don’t know what to feel,” I sigh.
“Happy. You should feel happy.”
“It’s not that simple.”
“Actually, it is that simple.” Before I can reply, Sophie continues: “You know you’re allowed to be over Jasper, right?”
“It’s not that.” I rub my eyes and sigh. “I didn’t even think about Jasper.”
“Good.”
“I just … Sophie, I don’t know what I’m doing!”
“Relax. It’s okay. I’m here for you, remember?” Her voice is gentle, but there’s her usual edge, reminding me that she’s not going to take any of my bullshit.
“So what do I do?”
“You know what?” She sighs. “I’m coming down there before you screw up what could be a really amazing thing for yourself.”
“What? But what about?—”
“The baby? I can handle the baby, Avery. Honestly, I could use some time away from Gwen.” She whispers that last sentence. “She loves being a big sister, but sometimes it’s a bit much.”
“But—”
“No buts. It’s decided. I’ll take the next flight to Sydney and rent a car there. Executive decision. Love you. You can tell me all about it then.” And before I can argue any further, she hangs up.
I stand there, completely naked with my phone against my ear, when the door opens, revealing Logan with two coffees and a bag of something that smells nice. “I could get used to walking into this kind of scene,” he says, his voice getting husky. As he closes the door, his brow furrows. “You okay?”
“I …” I lower the phone from my ear and stare at it, still shell-shocked. “I guess you’re going to meet my friend Sophie?”
“She’s coming here?”
