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Logan

Ihave my playbook spread out at a table at Mary’s, my empty plate of pie pushed to the side with only crumbs remaining. I’ve made a lot of progress, and the work has been a good distraction.

“You need a refill, sweetie?” the waitress asks, and I look over to my empty coffee mug.

I realize I’ve had two refills since I’ve been sitting here, and Campbell has yet to call. I shake my head but tell her I’ll take the check. Horseback riding lessons have to be over by now. I get my wallet out and toss some money on the table before checking my phone.

Damn.Campbell called over two hours ago. I’ve been so caught up in my work that I didn’t realize the volume was turned down on my phone or how much time had passed. I check the voicemail as I head out. Apparently, the boys were going to Mayfest with their dad and Campbell thought it would be fun, so he rounded up some of the other players and that’s where he’s at.

I send my son a text as I navigate around for a parking spot. The annual carnival is as popular as I remember. Jolene and I used to attend every year. There were games and rides, crafts and vendors. Everyone in Coree Harbor would attend. The last time I was here, I was coming to end things with Jolene. Coming to tell her I was in love with someone else.

We sat on the Ferris wheel, the same one we rode together every single year, and she told me she was pregnant. I knew right then that my entire future had changed. That the plans I had mapped out were suddenly different.

I purchased an engagement ring with the money I saved over the summer and married Jolene. I still went to college on a scholarship, but instead of living on campus, Jolene and I got a tiny apartment. Funny how quickly life can be turned upside down.

I wave at a few people as I walk through the entry gate. Campbell texted that they were in line to ride the Tilt-A-Whirl, so I make my way in that direction. There’s a live band playing country music and people line dancing on a makeshift dance floor.

Sailor catches my attention almost immediately. One hand holds her hair up as she dances, a smile on her face as she laughs. Then, I spot Robbie beside her, and that green-eyed monster rears its ugly head.

His hand juts out and touches her hip. He laughs back at her. I want to rip his fucking head off, but I manage to stand there, not rushing the stage to throw a punch at my friend.

The song ends, and he throws his arm around her, the two of them laughing and having a good time. She fans herself, and I see him whisper something in her ear before she nods. When he walks off, I make my move. Knowing her, she’ll shoot me down. She still has me riding the bench.

“Didn’t mean to turn you into a babysitter,” I say apologetically.

She shrugs. “He called his friends and told me he called you. I didn’t question him. Didn’t feel it was my place.”

I reach for her hand and keep a firm grip on it when she tries to pull away. “Come ride something with me.”

I know she’s looking for Robbie as I’m urging her away. I also know I’m not taking no for an answer. I lost her once. I changed my whole life, and that life didn’t include her. Not this time. When she concedes, I lace my fingers with hers and lead us to the Ferris wheel.

“I’m not a fan of heights,” she admits.

“Don’t look down then.”

With a roll of her eyes, she takes a seat, and the operator secures us in. She closes her eyes when the ride begins to move, and I can’t help but laugh. She doesn’t open her eyes as she elbows my side.

“Do not laugh at me, Logan Decker.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” I say seriously, and she opens her eyes, staring over at me.

I reach up and rub my thumb over her bottom lip. She shakes her head, but her gaze drifts down to my mouth.

“I need a new memory, Sailor,” I whisper and press my lips to hers.

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