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Tears prick my eyes again, but I can’t be upset about it. I wanted this. I just never expected to fall in love with Logan in the process.
“I think you’re right,” I say, wiping my face. “And I really am sorry.”
Logan sighs. “Me too. Falling in love kinda sucks.”
I release a breathy laugh. “It really does. Where’s our sunshine, rainbows, and happy endings? Huh?”
“I don’t know about the happy ending, but I’ve got the sunshine and rainbow for you, right now.”
He points toward the ocean, and it’s a sight to behold. Of course, we’d see so much beauty at the exact moment my heart breaks in two.
“We probably should have had this talk when it first happened, instead of the fights,” I say, because, well…hindsight.
Logan chuckles as he shakes his head. “Probably, but where’s the fun in that?”
“You’re right again.” I smile. “And we need fun. If we weren’t ourselves right now, who would we be?”
Logan thinks for a second and then smirks. “Vivian and Edward. From—”
“Pretty Woman,” I finish for him. “This is their goodbye.”
Logan nods as he hops down from the tree, holding his hand out for me to take. I jump down next to him and smile. “Who are you in this scenario?” I say with a raised eyebrow, because it could go either way.
“Definitely Edward.” He laughs. “I’d make a pretty suave billionaire.”
“That you would. Especially with this new beard you’re growing.” I wink and Logan’s face lights up as he rubs the hair along his jaw.
We walk quietly to our cars as “It Must Have Been Love,” by Roxette—the song from that scene—plays through my mind, and I wonder if Logan’s thinking the same thing.
And I get my answer… After giving me a kiss on the cheek and waiting for me to get settled in my seat, he softly sings the chorus as he closes my door, severing the string I always felt was pulling us together.
Of course, his mind went there. It’s our thing. At least, it was.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Logan
Afewweeksgoby, and with the custody hearing scheduled for a week away, I start getting anxious.
I want to support my mom. Always. But after actually talking it through with Dani, I have this nagging feeling that maybe she’s right. That Mom isn’t as prepared for it as she thinks she is. And I hate that I’m doubting her.
She raised me. I couldn’t have asked for a better mother. And I want that for Liam. But will she be the same Mom when she’s twenty years older?
With Cory and Nate’s wedding this weekend, I try to push all of it out of my mind. Our Vegas trip is about celebrating, about friendships, and about finally getting a chance to let loose again.Sort of. Maybe. If I could get Dani out of my head.
We may have vocalized the decision to part ways, but apparently, my mind isn’t on the same wavelength, or my body for that matter. I didn’t think I had it in me to make a mature decision like that, but I couldn’t handle the way we were hurting each other. Actually, I couldn’t handle the wayIwas hurtingher. It just took longer than it should have for me to realize that.
But moving on is proving to be more difficult than I thought. She’s still everywhere I look—at college, the supermarket,my mom’s. And I can’t get her out of my head.
Now that Vegas is here, I need to forget about it. All of it. At least for the weekend.
Without knocking, I walk into Lucy’s place the night before we leave and find her curled up on the couch with a pizza.
“Did you save some for me?” I ask as I drop into the chair beside her, reaching for a slice.
“Get your own,” she says, slapping my hand away, a sassy grin on her face. “I’m starving. I need it all.”
“Uh, fine, I’ll call Summer. She’s on her way.”
