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Jeni:Take care of him please.
Logan:I will. You don’t have to ask.
She knew that. It was something she really liked about Logan—what a good friend he was to Andrew. There were a lot of things she liked about him actually, now that she’d learned more about him.
But no matter how much she liked him or how attracted she was to him, nothing could happen between them.
She’d learned several things from her marriage to Jackson, but two were the most life altering. One: commitment to another person meant putting her goals to the side. Both people can’t get what they want all the time, and chances were her dreams would be the ones to go down the drain. As far as Jackson was concerned, Jeni was expected to conform and submit to his life decisions and do it with a smile on her face.
Two: she wasn’t the kind of marriage material most men wanted. Sure, some might find her attractive or interesting at first, like Logan apparently did, but the likelihood of making someone happy long term was low. There were things she couldn’t offer, and even if it came across as selfish, in reality she was trying to protect both parties from inevitable future disappointment.
She’d realized these things far too late, but either way, she’d never tie herself to another man again.
A loud knock came from the front door. Jeni shifted to get off the couch, but Rhonda was closer and made it to the door first.
“Did someone order food?” Rhonda asked.
“No,” Jeni said.
Valerie’s eyes never left the TV. “Not me.”
Their mom had already gone to bed.
Jeni tilted her head a little and came to stand next to Rhonda.
A young man stood on the doorstep, a worried look on his face. “Damn, did I get the address wrong? I’ve got a Postmates order for a Jeni Bishop.”
Rhonda looked at Jeni quizzically.
“That’s me,” Jeni said. “But I didn’t order anything. What is it?”
“It’s from Mateo’s. Is there someone who might have sent it to you?”
Jeni pursed her lips to fight a smile. “Um. Yeah, there is. I’ll take it. Thank you very much.”
The delivery guy handed over the paper bag and left. Rhonda had returned to her spot in the living room, and both she and Valerie eyed Jeni when she sat back down. Jeni put the bag on the coffee table and pulled out several wrapped items.
“Anyone want a taco?”
