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Frankie

I trust you

Logan

It was nice to rave about this incredible medical student I met on NYE, though

Frankie

Aww, I’m blushing

Logan

Yeah, I think I was too

Frankie

I’m kicking my feet!

Logan

Wish I could call you right now

Frankie

No privacy?

Logan

Zero

Frankie

Tomorrow night

Logan

Definitely

Frankie

Miss you

Logan

So fucking much

CHAPTER 39

LOGAN

After dropping my mom at my house to make a redecorating/renovation to-do list that I’m sure will cost me a pretty penny, but be worth it to keep her busy for a day or two to give my sister a break, my dad comes with me to the team practice facility.

When we pull into the parking lot, Wilson's car already there. Of course he is. The man is always first to arrive. I have a moment of thinking maybe it’s not a good idea to antagonize him, but my dad is my dad first and foremost. The fact that he once played with my coach, for a brief period of time, and against him for a much longer time, and they don’t get along…

“Dad, listen…” I make a face. “Be nice to Wilson?”

He laughs. “Sure. Is that hard to ask?”