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“No, it’ll give the right one. It’ll tell them I’m there for you, whether we’re dating or not. We’re going to still be a family, even if it’s not conventional.”
I nod, understanding what he’s saying. “Right. We’ll be in two households but co-parenting and doing what’s best for the baby.”
I notice he hesitates, but eventually nods in agreement. “Yep.”
“Okay. I’ll go with you to tell your mom too.”
He glances over and grins. “Sounds good. I’ll text her and find out when a good time is, and just let me know when you’re going to see your parents. I work Saturday, but we close at noon, so I’m available after that.”
We make our way back to Pine Village, and within a few minutes, are pulling into the lot for the hardware store and drive to the side of the building. My Jeep is still sitting there, as is Shay’s SUV. I didn’t notice it the first time I pulled in, but now that it’s the only other vehicle sitting in the lot—and it’s right next to mine—you can’t miss it.
Logan sighs, parking on the opposite side of my Cherokee. “She’s going to start digging for dirt,” he states, putting the truck in park.
I glance at the fancy, sporty car sitting on the other side of mine. “You’re probably right. That’s why we should tell our family this weekend.”
“Agreed.” He opens his mouth like he wants to say something else but doesn’t. Instead, I open the passenger door and climb out. We’ve had a decent afternoon together, with no bickering, and the last thing I want to do is jinx it.
“I’ll let you know when I talk to my mom about this weekend.”
Logan climbs out of his truck and walks me to my vehicle. “Thanks.”
It turns awkward again, as we both just stand here, staring. Part of me wants to invite him back to my condo, to hang out and have dinner, but I don’t. We’ve never been friends like that. Sure, we hang out while we’re with our friends, but never one-on-one.
Unless there’s sex involved, apparently.
“Bye,” I blurt out, trying to push the thoughts of sex with Logan from my brain.
“Talk to you later, Hal.”
I climb into my Jeep, start the engine, and pull from the parking spot. As I prepare to merge onto the street, a quick glance in my rearview mirror confirms Logan’s still standing there, watching me go. A flutter of butterflies takes flight in my stomach, and even though I’d like to think it’s related to the baby, I know it’s not.
It’s Logan.
He’s making me feel things I haven’t felt in a long time, and as disconcerting as it is, I don’t hate it.
In fact, it’s quite the opposite.
Logan Johnson is growing on me.
Dammit.
Chapter Sixteen
Logan
I can’t stop staring at the ultrasound.
It’s been two days since we saw Dr. Bergman, and I’ve kept the images of the baby close since Hallie shared them with me. One is at home on the fridge and the other tucked safely in my desk drawer at work. Both will be put into a frame as soon as we tell our family and friends and our secret is out. Until then, I pull this one out while I’m at work and gaze down at the most magnificent sight I’ve ever seen before tucking it back into my drawer for safekeeping.
“Hey, Logan?” Chip asks from my doorway as he knocks. “Donald Smith is here and looking for a little direction on that new line of hand tools we just got in. Can you come out and help him?”
“Of course,” I reply, and follow Chip out of my office. Chip has worked for me for about six years and is a vital part of the company. He helps me with the resale side of the business but can also maneuver around the lumberyard with ease and knowledge.
I move to the large counter and find the old man waiting. “Good afternoon, Donald. I hear you’re in the market for some new hand tools?”
“Well, I’ve heard good things about this brand and wanted to check it out, especially since it’s made right here in Wisconsin,” Donald says as we walk together toward the display of Loyalty Tools.
We chat for about twenty minutes, while I demonstrate a few different pieces. He ends up choosing the basic tape measure, level, and square set, promising to come back and get more soon.
