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She raises a groomed eyebrow. “How did he take it?”

“Bad.”

She snorted out a laugh. “I guess Grayson and Logan are friends because they’re so much alike. Grayson is possessive, too.”

And protective. Overprotective.

Lillian knows how Grayson is, and I don’t think she’d betray my trust.

“But you’re going to have to tell him eventually,” she chides softly. “Logan and Grayson both.”

I shake my head. “I don’t have to tell Logan. I can work until the baby is born and then move away. Get that new start I’ve always dreamed of.”

“Do you really want to leave here?”

“I have always wanted to.” I know it isn’t really an answer. It’s scary, leaving the place I’ve called home all my life, leaving my family who has always supported me behind.

“I understand. When everything with your mother happened back then, I thought I wanted a new life, too, that I wanted to move as far away as possible. Get as far away from Grayson as I could. I ended up being wrong, but that doesn’t mean that you are. Even if you don’t tell Logan, figure out how you feel about him. What you want from him.”

I want to go back in time. I want him never to have left me.

That’s the only way I could be with him, I think. But it’s pointless to tell Lillian that. There’s no such thing as a time machine.

Unfortunately.

I have a lot of soul searching to do.

ChapterTwenty

LOGAN

I arrivebefore everyone else the day of the commercial shooting. I’m trying to stop drinking so much, but I still have a headache from too many glasses of wine at dinner, trying to stamp out the jealousy and anger that’s still coursing through me.

Meredith still feels like mine, even if she isn’t, and she’s driving me crazy.

But I push past the small hangover, drinking from a huge water cup I’ve gotten from Bryce for Christmas. He’s always telling me to hydrate more.

Bryce, Dina, and Paul, even though I hate him, are the three I invited to the office for the commercial. I’m a bit surprised to see Meredith walk in, but then I realize she’s cc’ed on every email as the office manager.

Shit.

I should have paid more attention and taken it off of that one. She would probably think the commercial is a terrible idea, and besides, I’ll be more than distracted seeing her.

She frowns, whispering something to Dina, but Dina just shrugs.

“I called you all here today not because we’re opening up,” I start, and Meredith looks down at her nails, not even acknowledging my presence. I huff out a breath before continuing. “But because we’re filming a commercial.”

Paul’s eyes widened. “A commercial?”

I nod. “My colleague Grayson Whitlock will be getting you into hair and makeup, and none of you have any lines, so don’t worry. You just have to smile and look pretty.”

Dina giggles and Meredith just glares at me and then at Grayson, who steps up behind me.

Grayson claps his hands, alerting his hair and makeup team to disperse, and I watch as Meredith fusses with the girl that comes over to do hers. I can’t help but smile a little.

“You’re the one that has lines,” Grayson reminds me. “Did you study them?”

I wince. “Isn’t it just something I can use cue cards for?”