Page 11 of Twisted Fate

The moment she’d dreaded was now at hand and she had to face it.

Finally, her right foot moved, and then her left. She plastered a blank look on her face and opened the door.

“Keily.” Logan started, but then stopped.

“Logan,” Keily replied, her eyes open and staring right at him.

He looked so good, the same man she’d curled into so many times for comfort and love, even if they’d never said those words. He was worried, she could see that in the tension at the corners of his mouth and eyes, but still, he was just so…handsome.

“Is it mine?” He asked, interrupting her thoughts.

“Pardon?” She asked, her brows knit in confusion. Was what his? She’d been too lost in looking at him to comprehend what he’d asked.

“The baby.” He answered with a slight nod to her stomach.

“Baby?” She asked in surprise. Oh, right, he didn’t know. “Oh, the babies. There’s three of them.”

“Three?” His eyebrows shot up. He leaned back a little as if to get away from her.

That stung, but she hid it behind another blank look.

“Yes, three. Our triplets.”

“Ours?” Logan’s face went slack and he stared back at her. “Ours.”

“Ours.” Keily agreed, her heart thumping too fast in her chest, stealing her breath away for a moment. This wasn’t going well at all, but then she hadn’t really expected it to.

“I think we need to talk then.” Logan pulled his lips in, his brows drawn together again. “After court. I’ll take you to dinner or whatever you want.”

“Alright.” What else could she do but agree?

“I’ll see you then.” He said before he turned and walked away.

Okay, no tears, no embarrassment, just an agreement to meet with him after court was over for the day. Good. That went better than she’d expected it to, she thought, as relief flooded through her. Now she just had to get through the conversation he wanted to have later.

6

Logan

Logan somehow managed to get through the rest of the day without dragging Keily off to his car for an explanation, something he thought about over and over as the day wore on. Occasionally, he’d glance over at Joe, happy that the man looked so miserable. He went between the two of them for the rest of the day.

He hated the fact that he was enjoying someone’s misery, but Joe deserved it. He deserved more, because of what he’d done to Logan when they were younger, but this would do. Then his thoughts would shift back to Keily and he had a headache by the time the judge ended court for the day.

Logan waited until Felix got up and then stood himself.

“We’ll be back here tomorrow morning at 9 am.” Felix held out his hand to Logan and they shook. “I’m sorry, I’ve got to get home, it’s my wife’s birthday.”

“Oh, right, yeah, have a good evening then.” Logan’s eyes were already searching for Keily. Her birthday was in December too, Christmas eve.

He couldn’t believe she was carrying triplets but looking at her, he guessed it was possible. She looked like she could barely stand up under the strain, but she managed it. Keily always did find a way to stay standing. She was a fighter.

“See you, Logan,” Felix replied once he’d packed up everything and headed off.

Logan finally found Keily and Rosa when he went outside the courthouse. Rosa was standing protectively behind Keily, her eyes narrowed at him. He didn’t know what Keily might have told the other woman but whatever it was, it looked like she wanted to chew Logan up and spit him out.

“Hi.” He said gently, afraid to poke the bear.

“Hi!” Rosa and Keily said in unison.