“We did. And I keep wondering, how the hell am I ever goingto meet someone who isn’t after Logan the baseball player, millionaire, andcelebrity, and actually gives a shit about Logan the man? Anyway, I told you mydeep shit for the night, what’s going on with you?”
I am so not telling him. “Not a thing.”
“Lying son-of-a-bitch. You may be able to lie for a living,but I’m not buying it. Something is up.”
“Nothing. I’m working on a case that has me a littleirritated. Other than that, nothing to report.”
Thankfully, the waitress appears with our beer and food atthat moment, which might just save me from this damn conversation I don’t wantto have.
We both fall silent, eating and drinking. The dim sum isfantastic, and I forget about Hadley, her smile, the way she rode off, andleaving me feeling even more confused on how I feel about her.
Instead, I focus on the good food, semi-decent company, andthe fact that I went a whole hour without remembering her around my cock.
That’s a win.
But now I’m remembering again.
“Have you gone riding lately?” Logan asks, breaking up thesilence.
“Today, actually.”
“Ha!” Logan claps his hands. “I knew something was off. You onlyride when you’re feeling lost. You only feel lost when you have feelings aboutsomething—or someone—you shouldn’t.”
“Why did I have to share a womb with such an idiot?”
“Ahh, yes, your way of avoiding difficult conversations isin full force. Come one, I spilled my drama, let’s hear yours.”
As much as I’m relentless, my brother is worse. When hewants something, he doesn’t give up. I can lie, and try to weasel out of it,but then he’ll come to my apartment tomorrow, hounding me, maybe even show upat my work, where he’ll take centerstage because my office is chock full ofYankee fans who think my brother is a god.
Spoiler alert, he’s not. He wet the bed until he was seven.What kind of god does that?
My point is that it’ll be a nightmare and I’m already livingone. Her name is Hadley Arrowood.
“I slept with Hadley,” I blurt it out. Might as well justget it over with.
“Yeah, you did that in college.”
“Last night, or maybe it was this morning, I don’t know.”
He leans back. “I thought she hated you.”
“She does.”
“So how the hell did you end up naked?”
I fill him in on the case, the attempt to get her to see myreasoning, and the stakes of closing the merger so I can work on the one Ireally want to be doing. The one I brought to the damn firm and now may have tosit on the sidelines.
Logan, for all his shortcomings, is my best friend. He isalways there for me, and we may give each other crap, but at the end of theday, there is no one in the world I trust and admire more than him.
“Wow. So, your feelings for her have obviously not goneaway.”
“No.”
I have wanted her since the day I saw her. I’ve made her bethe enemy because it’s so much easier than admitting how much I like her.
“Well, brother, it seems you have a problem. But thequestion is, what are you going to do about it?”
If I knew that, I wouldn’t be a damn mess.
