“Only if you put her in the nursery,” she says. “And don’t wake her.”
I grin, already heading down the hallway.
“Best deal I’ve had all week.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
Logan
“Hey, man,” Darren says, rolling straight into my office.
I barely look up in time to see Arnon rushing after him before my door swings shut in his face.
“What the hell?” I snap.
“Oh, it’s fine,” Darren says, waving a hand behind him like he didn’t just bulldoze my operations manager.
“Shouldn’t you be at home taking care of your wife and newborn?” I ask.
He leans back like he owns the place. “It’s handled. Jess is at my house.”
That gets my full attention. “She is?”
“Yeah,” he says. “I tricked her into coming over. Figured if she was moving out, she might need her best friend. Risked my life playing friendship cupid.”
I blink. “Thanx but you did all that for nothing. Jess and I made up.”
His brows shoot up. “You did?”
“Yeah.”
“That’s interesting,” he says slowly. “Considering last time we talked you said you couldn’t forgive her and she was moving out.”
“Well,” I mutter, pretending to focus on my laptop. “Things changed.”
“Just like that?” he deadpans.
“You were the one pushing me to reconcile,” I shoot back. “So I did.”
“Logan,” he warns.
“What?” I say, annoyed. “I came home, there was a suitcase by the door. I couldn’t find her. I thought she’d left. I panicked. I realized I don’t want her gone.”
“So you forgave her.”
“I’m getting there,” I admit.
Darren stares at me like I just admitted to tax fraud.
“What the hell, man?” he says. “So she thinks everything’s good?”
“We are good,” I insist.
“Are you?” he fires back. “Or are you just scared of being alone?”
I clench my jaw. “Don’t start.”
“I’m not starting,” he says evenly. “I’m finishing what we already talked about. You told me you couldn’t stop picturing it. You told me you didn’t even like her some days. That doesn’t just vanish because you saw a suitcase.”
