“For sure. Ryder was surprised to get the call from Logan.” Lexi emphasizes Logan’s name just enough that I know she’s looking for an explanation. If I’m aware of Logan’s previous attitude toward dating, I can only imagine how much of a curiosity this whole situation must be to them.
Do the guys even know we’ve been spending time together? They must, right? They’re closer than some brothers I’ve known.
Clearing my throat, I try to figure out what to tell her when Isla and Mira join our little huddle. “Yeah, it was his idea… I didn’t know he was going to call you all.”
“And how, exactly, did he end up at a paint store with you?” Isla smiles at me as though we’re all in on some big secret.
I guess we kind of are.
I sigh. “Because he fell asleep on the couch with me last night, and after Reed left this morning, he apparently decided that he needed to help me with projects around the apartment?”
“He fell asleep on the couch with you last night and didn’t leave before you woke up?” Mira’s eyebrows rise to her hairline. “Was he blackout drunk or something?”
Lexi giggles. “No, that’s not it, is it? Because he would have run screaming this morning if he hadn’t meant to stay.”
The thing is, I don’t think he meant to stay, but he sure wasn’t upset about it. And now, here we are. Dating. And his friends are taking up all the available space in my tiny apartment to help me paint.
How is this my life?
“Just come out and ask me,” I say, trying to hide my smirk. “I know this is killing you three.”
“Are you two…together?” Isla asks, leaning forward like all of this is some big secret we have to keep from the guys. As if they aren’t having the same whispered conversation with Logan right now in the kitchen. Because I know they are. They’re not being subtle about it. Griffin has looked back at me at least five times in the last minute.
“We are,” I say, drawing out the word.
“But like, how together?” Mira asks. “Like,sleeping together because the sex is great, together? Or likepick out his and hers towelstogether?”
There must be a story there, because that was a very specific example of togetherness.
“Um, likehe asked me to be his girlfriendtogether?”
“Shut. Up,” Lexi whisper-shouts. She exchanges loaded looks with Mira and Isla, then the three of them turn to gape at Logan with their mouths open. At almost the same moment, Ryder, Griffin, Sebastian, and Maddox turn to look at me with equally shocked expressions.
Right. Totally normal reactions to two people dating.
Griffin’s shocked expression glitches, and his mouth twitches up into a broad smile. He looks at Logan, then me, then Logan again before he slaps Logan on the back and chants, “One of us, one of us!”
Logan pinches the bridge of his nose and shakes his head, but he can’t hold back his laughter. “You’re an idiot.”
“Now we just need to find someone for Bash.” Griffin gives the goalie’s shoulder a squeeze. “Have any single friends, Blair?”
I laugh, because all of this is so surreal. “I just moved here. You all are pretty much my only friends besides Bryson and Adrienne, and they’re together.”
Logan’s face does something funny before smoothing out in a relaxed smile. Did he not know they’re an item?
“Well, we’ll find someone, right, guys?”
Bash fights a smile, but his eyes are sad. “I’m good, Griffin. Thanks, though.”
“Bullshit, man. You’re the best of us. Your perfect woman is out there, somewhere. Or your perfect man. Love is love, dude.”
Sebastian chuckles. “I’m sure she is out there somewhere. But that doesn’t mean she wants to be found.”
“I don’t know,” Logan says, his eyes on me. “I never thought I’d find someone, but here we are. You’ll find her, Bash.”
The sweet goalie shrugs. “Maybe. Now, let’s quit wasting time and paint your girlfriend’s apartment.”
thirty-four
