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Thirty-Three
Bella slid out of the truck. The familiar crunch of gravel under her boots made her heart stutter. She hadn’t been here since the explosion. She opened the back door and Fiona scampered out of the truck and bounded across the drive to the yard.
She barked and twirled around in a circle before returning to Bella. “Go on. Go explore.” Fiona cocked her head, her butt wiggling with the force of her tail wagging, but she wouldn’t leave her side. Bella rolled her eyes and went to the back of the truck to help Logan with their bags.
“I changed my mind. Let’s just get in the truck and keep driving. We have passports. We’ll go into Canada.”
“No.” She covered Logan’s hands. “No more hiding. You were right. In fact I want you to contact the press—pull out the big guns. Bring in that reporter that interviewed you from Music Life.”
“I’m not sure what kind of pull you think I have.”
“Babe, I know you have the star power. It’s time to utilize it. We’re going to create such a buzz that there’s no way she won’t be able to show her face.” She wasn’t hiding in the shadows any longer. And she wasn’t going to let Logan hide either.
“Why do you want to bring her here?”
She pulled out her weekender and slung it over her shoulder. “Because she killed my best friend and she tried to kill me. Whether she intended to hurt us with the explosion is a moot point now. Not after those pictures.”
Her gut was a mess, but she was clear-headed for the first time in months. Aimee had way too much power over them. It was time they did something about it.
Logan stood in front of her and cupped her face in his large hands. “I can’t lose you.”
“We can’t live like this. Not and have any sort of life. I want to marry you. I want to have children and do stupid vacations at Disneyland with our kids.”
His green eyes went wide.
“Scary, huh?”
“Kids?”
“I know we really haven’t talked about them.” She pulled at the plaid shirt he wore. “But we’ve been waiting—always waiting. Waiting to see what she was going to do, waiting to make our announcements, waiting to build a life. I’m tired of waiting. You knew when you kissed me that first time that I wanted all of this. Aimee Collen doesn’t change any of that. She just made me forget about it for a while.”
“Are you going to give me a dark-haired little girl with those topaz eyes of yours?”
“Maybe a little girl with your green eyes and my dark hair.”
“Your eyes are prettier.”
“So you say. I’ve got about fifteen bookmarked links on my computer about how people wax poetic about your bottle green eyes, buddy.”
He rolled his eyes. Just like he always did when she teased him about his sex appeal. It was refreshing to know that humor still lived inside her. “Shut up.”
She smiled up at him. “I’m tired of being afraid, Logan. I stayed up in the cabin with you wondering every day if she was going to take you away from me. How am I supposed to not lose my mind? When I wake up I have to know where you are every part of the day. How are you supposed to go back on the road if I’m like that?”
He pressed his forehead against hers. “And you honestly think that a concert will make her come after us?”
“Not just a concert. A special town concert to honor Nichole and Adam’s name.”
“Well, I’m all for celebrating their life, but why would that bring Aimee out?”
“Because we’re going to tell the interviewer we’re getting married. Right after the concert.”
He straightened, his fingers tightening in her hair. “Excuse me?”
She had to admit, surprising Logan felt good. “Hey, you asked. Now you gotta put up or shut up.”
“Of course I want to marry you. I’ve never wanted anything more in my life.”
“Good answer, King.”
