Page 39 of Sin Bin

Meadow grinned at her. “You sound like Logan. He pretty much guaranteed the job was mine.”

“Smart man.” Rosalie’s eyes twinkled. “When it’s meant to be, it’s meant to be.”

Meadow wasn’t sure if she was talking about the new job or something else.

“This calls for a celebration,” Rosalie declared, clapping her hands together. “Let’s go someplace ritzy and have a champagne breakfast.”

Meadow grinned at the burnt bits of egg in the sink. “No luck with the omelet?”

“No.” Her aunt made a sour face. “The eggs wouldn’t cooperate.”

Meadow laughed and kissed her cheek. “My new boss wants me to stop by to fill out some paperwork.”

“No problem. We’ll swing by after we eat.” Rosalie shooed her off. “Now hurry up and get dressed so we can go stuff our faces with edible food.”

Laughing, Meadow left the kitchen and headed back to the bathroom to grab her phone. She had a text waiting for her. It was from Logan.

Well???

Biting her bottom lip, she texted back: I got the job!

The phone rang seconds later.

She couldn’t keep a huge smile off her face as she accepted the call.

“Congratulations,” Logan said warmly.

“Thank you very much.” Her smile spread as she padded down the hall to her room. “Turns out you were right.”

“Of course. I’m always right.”

She laughed. “I seriously doubt that.”

His husky chuckle drifted over the line. “How long will it take you to pack your stuff and come back?”

“About a week.” She closed the bedroom door and leaned against it. “I’ve been staying with my dad so I don’t have much furniture.” She wondered how her father would react to her good news. She hoped he’d take it well.

“When you come back,” Logan said, “I’m taking you out to dinner to celebrate.”

Her heart did a ridiculous somersault. “You don’t have to. I know you’re busy with hockey—”

“I don’t play hockey twenty-four-seven.”

“I know, but—”

“No buts. We’re going to dinner, and I’m not taking no for an answer.”

“Fine. Jeez,” she huffed, rolling her eyes. “You’re just as stubborn as I remember.”

“So are you. And I’m damn glad to have you back in my life.”

His words disarmed her and turned her insides to mush.

Neither of them spoke for a few moments.

Then Logan cleared his throat as if he were embarrassed. “I gotta run. Have fun sightseeing.”

“Thanks,” Meadow said softly. “Have a good practice.”

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