Page 57 of 10 Ways to Accidentally Fall in Love

He shrugs, far bouncier than usual. His leg keeps moving. “Logan seems nice.”

“Which you already knew,” I say slowly.

“Well, sure,” he says. “But sometimes people can be different in person. He’s great. Justgreeeat.”

“What’s with the tone? Is there something you don’t like about him?”

He waves a hand through the air. “Psh. What? No. I picked him for you, didn’t I? I did good.”

He nods to himself, but he looks…off. Distressed, almost.

“Bub, if there’s something I should know—”

“Hey, you’re back!” he practically yells, moving his knees to the side so Logan can pass.

“I am,” Logan says, giving me a perplexed look. Honestly, I have no answers for Brad’s odd behavior. Including the fact that the moment Logan retakes his seat, Brad leans his shoulder firmly against my own. I look over at him, my pulse spiking, but he’s watching the players.

Does he even realize what he’s doing?

As the game comes to a close, Brad’s leg is back to bouncing. He seems antsier than I’ve ever seen him.

“Everything all right?” I ask, leaning his way and speaking quietly. People are getting out of their seats now, filtering out of the stadium.

“Yeah. Of course,” Brad says. “It was a good date, right? You had fun? With…Logan, I mean?”

“It was great,” I assure him, although I would have enjoyed it more if it was just me and Brad, a thought I refuse to linger on.

He shoots me a tiny smile.

“Ready to go?” Logan asks, peering our way.

I nod.

Brad is extra jittery as we head toward the exit, the three of us moving slowly through the crowd. He keeps glancing over at me, grinning a little too widely when I catch his gaze.

When we finally make it out of the stadium, Logan stops me with a touch on my arm. “Could I have a word? Alone?”

Brad jumps away from us. “Oh! Of course. I’ll just, uh, wait over here. You two talk. About stuff. Alone. Yep.”

Brad trots off, only glancing back once he’s a respectable distance away. If I didn’t know better, I’d say he looks upset. But he turns his face away so quickly I wonder if I only imagined it.

“Joey,” Logan says, recapturing my attention. “You need to tell him how you feel.”

My gut sinks like a stone.

“Don’t apologize,” he says before I have a chance to do exactly that. He huffs a small laugh, brushing his hair back. “He’s possessive of you. You realize that, right?”

“It doesn’t mean anything,” I tell him hoarsely. “He’s…”

“Straight?” Logan says, an eyebrow raised. “So he told me. But he’s into you. And, frankly, I’m not surprised. I had my suspicions. Which is why I can’t fault you for going on this date while you have feelings for someone else. I went on it knowing someone had feelings for you.”

My mouth opens and closes. “Why?” I finally manage, not knowing how to refute his claim that Brad has feelings for me.

He can’t. He doesn’t. Does he?

Logan shrugs a little. “I couldn’tnot. After the way Brad talked about you… I had to know. And he was right. About everything. I would have liked getting to know you, Joey.”

“But not now?” I ask.

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