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“Andrew hasn’t told me that one. This is great,” Logan said between bites. “I need to have dinner with you ladies more often. What else do I need to know about these two?”
“Absolutely not.” Jeni put her fork down. “Let’s not talk about me anymo—”
“Did you know she used to be obsessed with Twilight?”
“I sure didn’t,” Logan said, eyes twinkling.
“Every girl my age had a thing for Twilight,” Jeni grumbled.
“But did they all write fan fiction about it?” Rhonda asked.
Jeni stared at her, willing her older sister to read her mind. She felt a sense of relief when Rhonda gave her a small nod and focused on her dinner.
Unfortunately, Valerie didn’t catch on. “Oh my gosh, I completely forgot about that! You shut yourself in your room for weeks to write that story. You only came out to eat and play softball then went right back to it.”
Logan raised a hand. “Sorry, but what is fan fiction?”
“It’s…” Valerie stopped and squinted one eye.
Rhonda shrugged.
“I’m not going to pretend I ever had any idea what that was about,” her mother said.
Jeni sighed. “Fan fiction is when people write their own stories using characters from another book or TV show.”
“Do you still have it? Can I read it?”
Jeni’s face heated. “Definitely not.”
“I can send it to you,” Valerie offered.
“You will do no such thing,” Jeni said firmly.
“We’ll talk later,” Logan said to Valerie.
“I should have stuck to softball.” Jeni had the urge to bang her forehead against the table.
“You’ve mentioned that a few times before,” Logan said. “Do you still play?”
Jeni perked up. “Yes. I’d love to find a rec league around here, actually.” She’d started looking into it, but Andrew’s diagnosis and her family’s arrival had distracted her. “Do you know of any? After the accident, I’m not as good as I once was, but I hold my own.”
Logan leaned back in his chair. “I play in a coed league. You could play in the spring for sure. The fall season’s already underway, but we’re always looking for fill-ins. You’d be welcome to come, and if we’re short, we’d love to have you.”
“Really?” Excitement filled her at the prospect of playing again. It had been almost a year since she’d had the time and a team to play with. “That would be awesome.”
“So long as they don’t have games in the morning,” her mother said before raising her fork to her mouth.
Valerie laughed, and Rhonda nodded.
Logan twisted his lips to the side. “What’s that about?”
“Jeni’s not a morning person,” Valerie answered for her.
“At all.” This from Rhonda. “Don’t talk to her for at least two hours after she wakes up, or you’ll regret it.”
Jeni turned her head and found Logan looking at her, his blue gaze roaming her face.
Was he thinking about the day they met? Judging by his contemplative expression he was thinking about something. She wished she could ask him, but she didn’t dare. Not in present company.
