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“No, nor Dad. And I’m not going to. Please tell me you won’t, either.”

He shrugs. “It’s none of my business.”

I let out a relieved sigh. “Thank God. I want to be moved out before Mother know what’s happening.”

Grayson frowns. “Are things bad at home? You know you can tell me?—”

I shake my head quickly. “Nothing like that. I love Mother, but... well, you know how she can be.”

His eyes narrow. “Damn right, I do. So, I won’t say word one about your little job, Mere. Not even to Dad, even though none of us talk to her. Don’t worry.”

I smile, thankful that my brother has my back on this.

Everything is going to be okay. I just have to get through the next few months with Logan.

I can do that.

Right?

ChapterSix

LOGAN

I hate not tellingGrayson about me and Meredith, but at the same time, there’s really nothing to tell. Not anymore.

And even then, it wasn’t like she ever took me seriously. I can’t help but be annoyed when she glares at me as if I shouldn’t say anything to Grayson, and I have to grit my teeth to get through the rest of the day.

I end up knocking off early, and Grayson meets me outside.

I blink. “Thought you already headed out.”

He grins. “Was waiting for you. Want you to meet the family.”

“I’ve already met Lillian.”

“But not the kiddos. I’m a dad now.”

I laugh. “As you’ve said. I bet you’re like a big kid with them.”

“Come to dinner. I’ll call Lillian and have her make enough for all of us.”

I can’t see a reason to say no, and I’ve missed Grayson, so I nod.

I follow him in my car to his new place.

It’s not as big a mansion as the Whitlocks, but a pretty big place, nonetheless. Looks to be about six bedrooms.

Grayson’s always liked the finer things in life, so I’m not surprised. What I am surprised by is the interior of the house. It certainly has a woman’s touch. Fresh flowers on the tables, bright wallpaper, photography art on the walls.

“This place is beautiful,” I murmur.

Lillian comes into the room with a big smile.

“It’s been a long time, Logan.” She hugs me.

“Hands off the merchandise,” Grayson grumbles, so I pick her up in a bear hug, laughing.

Lillian giggles and wriggles until I put her down.