Blair’s lips curve into a smile. “We’ll be fine. I’ll miss you, but you don’t need to worry about me. I’ve taken care of myself and Reed every time I’ve been sick for the last five years. This isn’t even the sickest I’ve been.”
“Well, you have people in your corner now, so you’re going to have to roll with it.” I press a kiss to the mass of curls tickling my cheek.
“I’ll try. This is going to take some getting used to.”
There’s a knock at the door, and I get Blair situated before getting up to bring the grocery delivery in. She protests when I put everything away but eventually gives up when it’s clear I won’t let her help. At least, I thought she’d given up. But when I turn around, I find Blair rising from the couch with a little grimace.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“I need to get Reed from practice. I didn’t realize how late it was.”
“Nope. Sit your cute ass back down. I’m going to finish putting this stuff away, then I was planning to get him.”
“Don’t you have to be at the airport soon?”
Shaking my head, I point to the couch. Blair rolls her eyes but flops back down with a cute little huff. “I don’t have to leave for another hour. Plenty of time to get Reed.”
“I’d fight you more about that, but I really do feel like shit. And he’ll be so excited to see you.”
“Well, the feeling is mutual.” I grab a bottle of pressed juice from the bag of groceries, twist off the cap, and hand it to Blair. “Now, drink this so you’re not dehydrated and get some vitamins in, and I’ll be back with your brother.”
Blair grabs my hand before I can turn away. “Logan?”
“Hmm?”
“Thank you.”
Smiling, I lean over and press a kiss to her still-too-warm forehead. “No need to thank me, angel. This is just what boyfriends do. Or so I’m told.”
She chuckles at that. It’s raspier than normal because her throat is still scratchy. “Still, thank you. Being sick always sucks, but you’ve made it much less sucky than normal.”
“Happy to be of service. Now you relax. I’ll be back.”
I leave her with another kiss and text Reed as I walk out of their building and to my car, letting him know that I’ll be the one picking him up from practice. I’m grinning as his response comes in, asking if he can introduce me to the team. The smile doesn’t leave my face the whole drive, and it only grows when I’m surrounded by a group of teenage boys and their middle-aged coaches. Hell, I’m still grinning like an idiot as I climb the stairs to the plane an hour and a half later.
I never thought this relationship thing was for me, but I can’t remember the last time I was this happy. I know it’s still early days, but I feel like I’ve found something I didn’t even realize I was missing.
Maybe Griffin was right. Maybe I am one of them now. And maybe, just maybe, this could really work out.
thirty-six
BLAIR
“Really great work, Blair.”Tess beams at me as she reads through my latest proposal for a community service event. “It seems like you really have a good feel for who the Rogues are and what this community needs. I knew you’d be a great fit, but this is… You’re doing a fantastic job.”
My chest swells as Tess gives me another megawatt smile and taps my desk before hurrying out of my tiny office when her desk phone rings.
I’m fully recovered, Reed is thriving, Logan’s plane should have landed an hour ago, and my boss told me I’m doing a great job. Life is good. Better than I could have hoped for when Reed and I made the move. I don’t want to jinx anything, but I’m really happy.
It’s not long at all before Bryson peeks his head into my office. “Look at you go, Blair. Kicking ass and taking names. What’s your secret?”
“My secret?” I quirk an eyebrow.
“Yeah,” Bryson says, coming fully into my office and leaning one hip against my desk. “You’ve gotta have some secret sauce or something. You’re a winning machine.”
I almost spit out the water I’d just sipped when he sayssecret saucebecause my brain immediately goes to Logan and his pierced dick. Pretty sure that’s not what Bryse meant, but now my mind is in the gutter, and I’m itching to get down on my knees and taste Logan’s… Right.
“Why are you blushing right now? I feel like I missed something,” Bryson says, his tone full of amusement.
