“I know but he’s a Nomad.”
“Actually, out of the three of them, he’s the least likely to be one,” she points out, which is true. Logan, who’s also known as Hustle because he runs a bar and doesn’t take too kindly to people in general, is the eldest and the least likely to get into trouble. He’s also not part of the MC, preferring to brood all by himself in his downtown bar.
“You have a point,” I say, “but you’re forgetting he was once my brother-in-law.”
“Ugh, I forgot that part. Speaking of the family, what did Haze do when he saw you with Connor?”
“Uh, you could say that went down like a lead balloon. When Connor called mebabe,I thought Haze was gonna explode.”
“Holy shit.”
I briefly tell her the rest, along with the fact that I’ve been on two dates with Connor, and he wasn’t invited to my ceremony.
Payden pulls a face. “What do you mean he just showed up?”
I shrug. “Yeah. It was kinda out of left field. So I had him to deal with as well as my ex, who was acting like a three-year-old.”
“That’s men for you.”
“Honestly, they never grow up.”
“What happened with you and Haze, anyway?” she goes on. “You were married, then you weren’t.”
“It’s complicated,” I sigh. “Like everything to do with me and Haze. He walked away to ‘give me space’.” I hold up my fingers in inverted commas. “At the time, we were both going our separate ways.”
“So, you didn’t exactly want to break up with him?”
“I knew we got married far too young, but we were different people then to who we are now. Maybe if we’d met now…” I trail off, unable to finish that sentence. I blow air out of my cheeks. “What am I even saying?”
“Do you still love him?”
I run both hands over my face. “I’ll always love him, there’s too much history there, but us together?” I shake my head. “We’re better as friends.”
“Except you’re not his friend, you barely tolerate him.”
I think about her words, knowing she’s right. I give her a look. “What are you, my shrink?”
“No, but if I were I’d say there are underlying issues that you haven’t dealt with.”
“You sound exactly like my other friends.”
“Well?” She piques a brow. “Is there?”
I rub both of my arms. “No. I- I didn’t think so… but…” I lean toward her and lower my voice. “Can I tell you something I haven’t confessed to my other friends?”
She leans in. “I’m all ears.”
“Ugh! I kinda slept with him a few times.”
Her eyes widen. “Holy shit.”
“Yeah, and it was good. Really, really good, but that was ages ago. He got called away for six months and things cooled off, and after that I sort of came to my senses.”
“Okaaay.” She frowns. “Came to your senses, how?”
“Well, we were right back where we were all over again. Yes, the sex was amazing, but he’s still Haze, and I’m still me.”
“That makes no sense. What’s he doing that’s putting you off giving things another chance?”
