I smooth the lapels of his suit, needing something to do with my hands. “You did, Mr. Winchester.”
“You ready to go?” Warm hands cup my cheeks, bringing my attention back to him.
My breath catches in my throat with the way Logan is looking at me.
Like I hung the moon and all the stars.
Like I’m the best thing in his world.
Like he’s in love.
The intensity in his stare has my stomach swooping. Maybe I blocked the past out, but I never remember him looking at me like this. With one gaze, he rearranges every cell in my body.
I never thought I’d get this again. But here we are. A chance to rewrite our history.
Together.
This man is it for me.
Standing with him now, I know I was stupid to try and believe otherwise.
“Audrey?” Logan chuckles. “You still with me?”
“Sorry.” I shake myself out of my Logan-induced stupor. “I’m ready.”
“You two kids have fun now.”
Lily waves at me from the couch as we head out the door.
Now that it’s December, the biting cold is here to stay. I snuggle in closer to Logan as he leads us to the car.
“How’d you know what time the event started?” I slide into the backseat of the chauffeured car.
“Easy.” His smile takes up his entire face. “I found Lily and asked.”
“Of course you did.”
Logan wraps an arm around me, pulling me in close.
“Are you nervous for the qualifier tomorrow?”
“No.”
“You don’t have to lie if you are.”
“I’m not.” I mean it. “There’s nothing like that race day energy, you know?”
“It’s the same on game day. I know you’re going to kill it tomorrow, Audrey. They won’t know what hit them.”
“Are you going to be there?” My voice is small.
“I wish. But I need to get back to Denver.”
I sigh.
“If I could, I’d be there cheering you on.”
“I only wish I could be there for you when you meet with the team.”
