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Grayson frowns. “I think I remember something about that, but not much.”

I snort. “I could have died, and you weren’t even bothered?”

He smirks. “Exactly.”

I shake my head, and Lillian stands to take Kylie from me.

“I’m going to take her out to the car. We should get going. Max’s bedtime is in an hour.”

Max groans. “It’s a Friday, Mom.”

“If you’re good and help me with your sister, I’ll let you watch a couple of episodes of that cartoon you like.”

He perks up, putting his fork down and going to say goodbye to his grandfather and then me. He gives me a half-hug.

He’s growing up so fast.

Grayson hangs behind, sweeping me into a sudden hug. He’s not the world’s most affectionate brother, so it’s a little disconcerting.

“Everything okay?” I pat his back.

“Fine.” He smiles at me. “It’s just that my baby sister is finally growing up. I’m proud of you.”

My cheeks heat up.

Both the men in my life giving me this kind of praise makes me feel a little uncomfortable.

After all, what if I can’t do it? What if I can’t keep up with my job and everything that goes with it?

What if, just like before, I let Logan ruin everything?

ChapterFourteen

LOGAN

Meredith avoidsme like the plague for the next few weeks, and sooner than I know it, it’s been almost two months since our weekend together.

I’m working so much with Grayson's ad campaign and the contractors finishing up the updates to the building that I barely notice time going by. But I notice how cold Meredith is to me.

She barely mumbles a hello or a goodbye, and the tension in the air is palpable.

She seems to be having a rough time, too, coming in late, leaving early.

There are bags under her eyes, and I think she’s lost weight.

That can’t be because of me. She’s the one who pushed me away. She can’t be heartbroken.

“I’ve asked you a question three times,” Bryce drawls, and I realize he’s been talking, and I’ve just been staring at Meredith’s empty desk.

“Sorry.”

Bryce sighs. “What’s on your mind, boss?”

“Nothing I can really talk about.”

Bryce shuts the office door, leaning against it and crossing his arms as he glares at me.

“I’ve signed a non-disclosure agreement, boss. Anything you say to me stays in this room.”