My phone vibrates on the table, and I reach for it.
“Don’t, Liv. Don’t answer that.”
Serena’s name flashes in my notifications.
“I have to.”
“You. Don’t,” he growls as I grab my phone.
Serena
My fucking car blew a tire on the other side of the bridge.
I called roadside assistance. They’ll be here in an hour.
Fuck.
I pocket my phone and look up at my husband, so utterly confused why we’re even fighting. “I have to go get Serena. Her car broke down.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me, Olivia.” I watch as the first droplets of rain fall against the patio.
With my MacBook tucked under my arm, I look up at Logan. “I’m not even sure what the hell we’re fighting about. But I need you to hear me when I say me quitting my job was me choosing us. We haven’t run our course, Logan. We’re only at the starting gates, and the race is long. Me quitting is going to open it all up for me. For us. But I’m going to need you to trust me.”
And maybe it’s my inner Scorpio that has me walking away instead of waiting for an answer. Or maybe it’s fear that I won’t like the answer I get.Fuck.I drop my laptop on the counter and look at Jasper, who’s washing his hands in the kitchen. “Can I have the keys to your truck?”
“No,” he laughs. “Why would I give you my truck?”
“Serena blew a tire on the other side of the bridge, and my car is still in the shop, which you know since you drove me home when I dropped it off.” I hold my hand out, my patience wearing thin. “Come on, Jasper. It’s been a shit afternoon, it just started raining, and I don’t want her getting in some tow-truck with a fucking stranger.”
“Has anyone ever told you you’re a demanding little pain in the ass?” He pulls his keys from his pocket and smirks as I reach for them and the fucker holds them out of my reach.
“Pretty sure your brother just did.” I reach again, and he laughs. Hard.
“Come on, Adler. I’ll drive you.”
I look through the window at the man who owns my heart... the one staring right at me.
“Fine. Let’s go.”
OLIVIA
I saw a quote last week that said:
“When you’re a good swimmer, people don’t realize you’re drowning.”
I didn’t understand it then. I do now.
—Olivia’s Secret Thoughts
Jasper holds the door open for me, but I stand, stuck in place and staring at Logan, who hasn’t moved.
I’m not sure I’ve ever been so frustrated with someone while simultaneously feeling like I seriously fucked up before. And honestly, it all makes my heart hurt. “Can you give me a minute?”
“I’m not an Uber, Adler,” Jasper warns, but his bark doesn’t hold any bite.
Not anymore.
“I’ll be right back.” I smile and dash over to Logan. “Hey.”
