Page 46 of Twisted Fate

“That might be the best day of my life, actually. Well, no, not really, but maybe.”

“I’m sorry I lied about my resume.” She admitted, at last, all these months later.

“I knew you did, babe, don’t worry.” He patted her hip and handed her the bottle, but she sat up to glare at him.

“You knew?”

“Of course, I did.” He laughed and brushed it off. “It didn’t matter. I have to admit, my intentions weren’t exactly honorable at that point.”

“I can’t blame you.” She mumbled and leaned back against his chest, her lips at his neck.

“I’m going to say this one last time, Keily, I don’t blame you for what happened. For a time, I did, but what could you do back then? Joe and his friends were worse than pigs and would have attacked you if you’d tried. They had blood in their eyes, that night they attacked me.”

“Joe’s dad was pissed about him being drunk the night before. He’d yelled at all of them for puking in the pool.”

“All of that because his dad yelled at him?”

“He was a child.” Keily frowned. “Even when we’d grown up, after we got married, he was a child. And yes, you’re right. Let’s not talk about him again.”

Logan tucked her head into his neck, his fingers softly stroked at her hair. “We’ll talk about whatever you want to talk about, Keily, whenever you need to. I just want you to stop feeling like that night was your fault, because it wasn’t. There was nothing you could do and anything you tried might have made it worse. If they’d hurt you that night I’d have died.”

“Do you remember when we were in the third grade and you brought me chocolates for Valentine’s day?” The memory had resurfaced all of a sudden, and she turned to look at him. “I can’t believe I forgot that.”

“I remember, but only because you gave me a very chaste kiss on the cheek.” Logan blushed, even now, at the memory.

“I wish things had turned out differently. I wish my mom hadn’t subjected me to so much shit, but we made it, at last.”

“We did, Keily. And I’m going to make sure you’re happy for the rest of your life.”

“Well, you did turn down my request for the balcony.” She reminded him with a devilish grin. “And it is dark out there.”

“I need more water first, woman. Don’t want me to get a leg cramp, do you?” He teased but did take another drink of water.

“I only want you to be as happy as I am, Logan.” She relented and moved to lean back against the headboard. “I really do.”

“I love you for it, too.”

“I love you, Logan.” She responded quickly but meant it. “I know I’ve said it a thousand times, but I really didn’t know what love was until you came along. I didn’t care about anyone but myself. I was a horrid teenager and an even worse adult. You made me grow up, made me see that the reason I wasn’t happy with the world had more to do with me than you.”

“Well, you have your mother to thank for that.” He tried to appease her and take the blame from her and she loved him for it every time he did it, but at the same time, she knew it wasn’t right.

“I have to be accountable for who I was, Logan.” She gave him a slight frown. “I could have chosen to be a different person when I left home.”

“Yeah, but you were married to Joe before you knew it, and he was and is the world’s biggest dick. Huge dick.”

“He is, I know, but still, I was a huge bitch, so it was kind of equal there.” Even if Joe deserved it. “Anyway, I just want you to know I realize that I was a spoiled little girl, and that the world doesn’t revolve around me.”

“I know you know that, but I hate to tell you this, Keily. It does revolve around you now. My world does, anyway. Our daughters’ worlds revolve around you.”

“Well, you’re our world. They adore you, you know? I love how happy they are when they see you.”

“I do too. It’s nice. I didn’t know what I was missing out on and I’m glad I have them now. You and our girls, I think you all saved me from a life of bored loneliness. I wouldn’t change our life for anything.”

“You might change your mind when they’re teenagers.” She warned and tried not to shudder at the thought. “But that’s a long way away.”

“Yes, let’s not rush puberty and boyfriends, and demands for prom dresses.” He shuddered too and cringed. “We’ll let them be little girls for as long as they want to be, thank you.”

“I agree.” She said and was about to roll over to tickle him, but her stomach growled with hunger.