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“Just like I did at the gala,” he adds. “You have nothing to fear.”
I want to believe him. And he’s right, he took me out of an unpleasant situation before. I’m sure I can trust him.
I just wish I could say the same about Logan.
The store seems to be both a café and a bookstore, with a little coffeehouse corner right at the entrance—where Logan is sitting at one of the small round tables. He’s dressed in a white shirt and black pants, his hair gelled into place and his entire demeanor giving off the vibe of a business professional about to attend an important meeting.
There’s a barista working behind the counter, a young girl with short brown locks and a genuine smile on her face when she greets me. Her presence calms me down a bit. At least I’m not completely alone with him. The store appears to be entirely deserted, with neither customers nor sales people around, other than the barista. It doesn’t even seem like they’re actually open.
Logan jumps up from his seat when he sees me.
“Kat,” he says, almost looking as if he was surprised about me showing up. “I’m so glad you’re here.”
He looks nervous when he pulls a chair for me to sit down. I’ve never seen him like this, trembling and fidgeting with his fingers as he waits for metocome and sit with him. Why would he be nervous, though? What is he planning to do?
I glance over to the barista, who acts busy around the espresso machine, seemingly in the middle or preparing a drink, even though there’s already a cup in front of Logan and I didn’t order anything.
“Where are my books?” I ask, as I sit down opposite of him. “I thought you wanted to give them back to me?”
“And I will,” he says. “But I need to talk to you first.”
“About what?” I press.
My heart is racing when I look at him, but I’m not sure why. Tension? Anger? A nervous flurry? Hope?
Hope for what?
“What do you want to talk about?” I probe, when Logan starts chewing on his lips instead of giving me a reply.
“About us,” he says eventually, lowering his eyes for a moment before he looks back at me. “I need to talk about us.”
I swallow dryly, bereft of words as I ready myself for a conversation I never expected to have.
Chapter 36
Logan
She sits down with her shoulders up to her ears and her eyes flitting from left to right, before they latch onto mine.
“Okay?”she mutters. “What... is there to talk about?”
She clears her throat and straightens her back, but I notice her idle hands fidgeting in her lap, no matter how much she tries to act cool and aloof.
“Caramelmacchiato.”
Kat startles when Lucy, the girl who manages the café adjacent to the bookstore, places the oversized cup in front of her.
“I didn’t—”
“I ordered it for you,” I jump in to explain.
Lucy casts her a quick smile before she disappears, just like she has been instructed to.
“But you hate this,” Kat states, as a line emerges between her brows. “What did you call it again?”
“Sweetened devil’s piss,” I remind her—and she snickers. The sound of her laughter feels like a warm embrace, instantly lifting my spirits with its songlike levity.
“But like I said, it’s not for me, I ordered it for you.”
