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“Don’t be.” I shook my head.“Better annoyed by my sister than in fear of my life, right?”

“Better neither,” Logansaid. “I… umm…”

Take me away with you, I wanted tobeg. It was a stupid fantasy—why would Logan want that?—but I couldn’t shake thethought.

Even though I knew it was abad idea. Logan was the man I’d been looking for to spend the rest of my lifewith, but he’djustfigured out that he was into guys.

There was no way he couldfeel the same way about me, was there?

“I need to go handle thecar,” he said. My heart sank to the pit of my stomach and rolled over to playdead for good measure.

“But I’ll be back,” he addedin a rush.

I wasn’t doing a verygood job of hiding how I felt right now.

“Promise.” Logan took myhand, squeezing it for a moment before letting go.

“I could walk with you,” Ioffered. “Keep you company.”

Logan shook his head. “No point in bothof us hiking all that way. Iamcoming back. Even if I have to walk again.”

“Okay,” I said, not wantingto sound clingy. Logan would have to leave eventually. This wasn’t so muchborrowed time asstolentime, time we should never have had together.

Better to accept it.

Hell, maybe it’d be better ifhedidn’tcome back.

But I believed he would.Logan had kept his word in everything, from the moment we’d met.

No wonder I was in love withhim. He was the most reliable man I’d ever kissed.

Logan stood, kissed mycheek, and squeezed my shoulder on the way past.

“I’ll text you when I’m onmy way,” he said. “Promise.”

Well, at least that gave mesomething to do while he was gone. Sit in my bedroom and stare at my phone,waiting to hear from him.

He’d come back.

Hehadto come back.

I had so much to say to himbefore he left for good.

TWENTY-SIX

LOGAN

“Your car started?” Ashleyasked as I walked into the kitchen, eyes wide. I’d dropped the shoebox off withhis grandma, like I’d promised last night, and then headed straight back intothe main house.

I should have told him thetruth. He’dbeen expecting me to drive off in a tow truck, never to be heard from again.

He deserved better thanthat.

“It’s a miracle,” I saidloud enough for anyone listening in to hear. I’d tell Ashley the truth. That,at least, I could do for him.

Ashley came to a dead stopin front of me.

I had so much to say to him.