I don’t even have aboyfriend.
Logan clears his throat. “I meant it, though. If you ever have any questions, please feel free to ask me. I’m sorry again about yesterday.”
My first impression of him was entirely incorrect.
He’s not a jerk.
He’s just shy with a touch of awkwardness.
I turn to face him, ignoring the butterflies in my stomach and the chaotic shrieking of my inner Omega. “You’ll probably see me later. I usually have lunch with Ivan.”
Logan’s soft smile falls, and something akin to disappointment crosses his face. “Oh. He’s sick, actually. He probably won’t be in for a few days.”
My heart sinks and my inner Omega saddens.
Ivan’s never called out of work since I’ve known him.
“Oh,” I mumble in disappointment.
Logan shrugs. “Yeah. So, I’ll see you sometime, I guess?”
I can feel Mari watching us, two awkward adults who suddenly forgot how to have a conversation.
Ask to have lunch with him, dork.
I know Logan would say yes.
I just know it.
Just like I’m almost certain he’s not asking me because he’s a little too nervous and unsure.
So, what the hell is stopping me?
A shrillmeowcomes from the back room, the unmistakable sound of Alvin being his expressive self.
But it makes me flinch, and the worries from yesterday bombard me, almost too quick to decipher.
What if something’s wrong with Alvin? What if he hurt himself falling off the desk?
What if what if what if
“Are you alright?” Logan asks, snapping me back to the present.
That’s when I realize what’s why I’m hesitant about asking for his company.
He’s already seen me panic before and he just witnessed it again.
How can I explain the worries that go back and forth like a ping pong ball in my head, when I can’t even understand them fully myself?
“I’m fine,” I grin, my voice tight. “Thanks for the iced coffee, again.”
“See you soon, honey!” Mari chirps to Logan.
With a tight smile and a stiff wave, the Alpha exits, and I watch his back profile for far too long. Once the front door closes, Mari sighs.
“What are we going to do with you, Maeve?”
I snatch the iced coffee off the counter and take a long gulp. “What?” I ask finally.
