ChapterTwelve
LOGAN
“You’re awfully happy today.”
Peter pins me with a look like he can’t quite figure out why.
“I’m always happy.”
“No, you’re not.” He crosses his arms, giving me what he hopes is a fierce stare. It’s anything but scary.
Ever since Nash came back into his life, he’s been all loved up. It’s like it’s starting to rub off on me too.
Things with Audrey have…softened? Ever since I told her what happened all those years ago, she doesn’t look at me with contempt in her eyes.
And after the day at the ski lodge?
It’s a new feeling entirely. One I hope to box up and keep ahold of a little longer.
For someone who wanted to keep me at arm’s length, she’s getting closer.
“Is this because of Audrey?” Peter throws the towel at my face.
“What? No.” My words are more defensive than they should be.
The cocky grin that spreads across his face tells me he knows exactly what this is about. And that he will undoubtedly tell every single member of my family.
“I’m happy for you, you know. You deserve to be happy after everything. And she’s always made you happy.”
“Nothing’s going on between the two of us.”
“Between the two of whom?” Nash walks over, setting a box of new glasses down behind the bar.
“Logan and Audrey.”
“No one.”
We answer at the same time.
“If it’s not happening yet, it totally will be.” Nash shares Peter’s glee.
He wasn’t around yet when I brought Audrey home, but Peter has no doubt filled him in on everything that happened between the two of us.
Damn these two.
I don’t want to get my hopes up, but after spending a few days with her that weren’t contentious?
Fuck, my hopes are up whether I want them to be or not.
“Don’t jinx it.” I rap my knuckles against the bar top.
“See. You want something to happen. Admit it.”
“I’m not admitting anything to you two,” I grumble.
“It’s okay,”—Peter ruffles my hair as I try to bat his arm away—“you don’t have to tell us. We’ll know.”
Nash’s eyes catch on something behind me and then his smile grows. “C’mon, Peter. Let’s leave Logan be.”
