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“Hello?” Jeni waved a hand in the middle of the little circle of people. “I’m right here.”
Her mother and Valerie looked at her like they’d just realized she was standing there. Rhonda rolled her eyes and winked at Logan, and he grinned.
Rhonda might be his favorite.
After Jeni, of course.
“Well you don’t exactly talk much, honey,” her mother said. “I just thought Logan should know—”
“Are you ready?” Jeni interrupted with a hand on Logan’s forearm. He wished he wasn’t wearing an Under Armour shirt underneath his jersey so he could feel her fingers against his skin.
“Sure. Yeah, we’d better head out so we aren’t late.” He smiled at the other women. “I’ll have her home at a decent hour, I promise.”
Everyone laughed. Except Jeni.
“Why did you say that?” she said as they climbed into his truck. “This isn’t a date.”
“Calm down, I know.” He started the ignition and backed out of her driveway. “Women are usually excited to spend time with me, you know.”
“I’m sure they are.”
He narrowed his eyes.
“I’m serious.” She turned the full force of those golden eyes on him, and it took his breath away. He focused on the road as she continued. “I’ve had the full Logan Davis experience. I can’t blame them for coming back for more.”
Was she suggesting his talents in the bedroom were all he had to offer? He supposed his track record with women pointed to that.
With Jeni, he wanted much more.
“Hell, I tried to come back for more,” she added. With impeccable timing that was no doubt intentional, she unbuckled her seatbelt and pulled her T-shirt off over her head.
Logan tried and failed to keep his eyes on the road. Her body was spectacular, even in a sports bra and belted softball pants. Her stomach was flat and smooth, and his eye caught on the small smattering of freckles across her collarbone. He shifted in his seat, attempting to maintain control of the truck and his body.
“You know what you have to do for more.” His voice sounded rough to his own ears.
“I can’t date you, Logan.” She put the jersey on and lifted her hips to tuck it in.
Logan nearly groaned aloud. “Can’t, or won’t?”
“Both. It’s nothing personal. I don’t plan on dating anybody. Been there, done that, wasn’t worth it.”
“Was Jackson the only guy you ever seriously dated?”
“I mean, I had boyfriends in high school, but do those count?”
He shrugged.
Jeni answered her own question. “I’d consider him the only serious one.”
“And you ditched him because he was bad in bed?”
She whipped her head around, an incredulous expression on her face.
Logan blinked. “That’s the only thing you’ve told me so far. He got you out of the house after your accident and took care of you while you healed. He was a selfish asshole in bed. I’m out of information.”
Jeni kept her face turned toward him for a moment, possibly debating whether she wanted to tell him more. They had a few minutes before they arrived at the softball field, and he hoped for as much as she’d give him. He wanted to know everything about her, especially things that affected her decision to date him.
Finally, she sighed. “I think I mentioned that when we got married, we moved to Lincoln and went to the University of Nebraska for college. He knew I wanted to be a social worker and work with kids, so I needed a Master’s degree. During our last year of undergrad, Jackson’s dad died suddenly of a heart attack. He wanted to move home to his family’s farm to help run things, but he said it would only be temporary until they sold the place. Family’s important, and I didn’t mind taking a semester or two off.
