Page 29 of Sin Bin

“He was. He made a lot of personal sacrifices for me and pretty much saved my damn life. I owe him everything.”

Meadow smiled softly, moved by his impassioned words. “When was the last time you talked to him?”

“A few hours ago.” Logan pulled a wry face. “He called me right after I got ejected from the game. Gave me a fucking earful.”

Meadow laughed. “The more things change, the more they stay the same.”

“Tell me about it.” Logan smiled a little, studying her with those almost-black eyes. “Why aren’t you on social media?”

The question caught her off guard. “What?”

“You’re not on Facebook, Twitter or Instagram. You don’t even have a LinkedIn profile.”

“How do you know?”

Logan hesitated, tracing the rim of his glass with his thumb. “I tried to find you once.”

She stared at him in shock. “You did?”

He nodded.

She felt her cheeks flush as she whispered, “Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why did you try to find me?”

He stared straight into her eyes. “Because I never really forgot you.”

Her heart swooped in her chest. He couldn’t have stunned her more if he’d hit her over the head with a sledgehammer.

“Oh,” was all she could say.

One corner of his mouth twitched. “I kept the pendant you gave me. That should tell you something.”

“Um…” Still speechless.

His eyes held hers, searching and intent. “So why aren’t you on social media?”

She swallowed with difficulty. “I guess I don’t want to be found.”

“By who?” he probed.

“What?”

“Who are you hiding from?”

She lowered her eyes and whispered, “The past.”

Logan was silent. She could feel him studying her. Speculating.

How could she explain the missing fragments of her memory? How could she explain the sense of danger she’d always felt—a nameless certainty that something awful lurked in her past? How could she explain to him that she was hiding out of a sense of self-preservation that she didn’t fully understand?

She couldn’t explain any of it without sounding bonkers.

Fortunately Logan took pity on her and let her off the hook. “Social media’s overrated,” he declared. “You’re not missing anything.”

She gave him a grateful smile.

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