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I watch him carefully, eyeing him with scrutiny.

“Maybe we can be friends,” he says quietly.

And there’s something in his tone, in the way his words trail off, that makes me pause.

I’ve never seen Logan date anyone, ever.

Never even heard of it.

“I’m sure you can,” I say, carefully watching his face.

Something flickers there.

Want.

Interesting.

Maeve deserves the world. She deserves a pack that treats her with respect, loyalty, patience, and kindness.

I like to think that I fit that criteria.

But I wonder if Logan would, too.

It’s a strange thought, but not an unwelcome one.

“I’m going to ask her out,” I declare, still watching his expression.

His jaw clenches, but other than that, he appears unbothered. He types on the computer, scanning through test results and notes he’s made on our cat patients.

“That’s good,” he says, making it a point to not look at me. “You’ve liked her for a while, right?”

“Yeah. She’s great. Deserves a big pack.”

He won’t look at me, and I smirk.

But before I can say anything else, he stands suddenly. “I think the two ragdolls with stomach problems are here,” he says quickly. “Their ultrasounds are scheduled today.” He strides out of the backroom and toward the exam spaces, and I watch his departure with a smile on my face.

Logan is attracted to Maeve.

I file the information in my head away for later, following after him to prepare for the next appointment.

We’re slammedup until an hour before closing, but it’s a good shift. Meeting new animals, interacting with pet parents that only want the best for the cats, and Maeve’s sweet scent to get me through it.

Fuck, I missed her.

Thankfully, she has the same shift as me today, so she’ll be getting ready to go home right when I will.

“You’re practically bouncing off the walls,” Ramona says, chuckling. “You’re more energized than usual.”

I shrug innocently. “Just about to put some plans into place.”

It’s something I should have done weeks ago, instead of overthinking it.

“Ooh.” Ramona waggles her eyebrows. “Is it what I think it is?”

I grin. “Possibly.”

Her eyes widen with delight. “It’s about damn time. Doctor Jolie and I had a bet going about when you two would get together.”