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Olivia slips her arm around my waist and smiles at Lynette.

Lynette’s eyes bounce between us. Then she smiles and nods as if she’s just decided something.

“Just don’t break her heart, Logan. I don’t care how much rent you paid. She’s worth everything to me.”

I’m quiet for a beat.

Olivia is not. She nearly shouts her sister’s name. “Lynette!”

I turn to Olivia. “It’s okay. I get it.” Then I look at Lynette and promise her, “I have no intention of breaking Olivia’s heart. That’s the last thing I’d ever want to do.”

“Good. Then, we’re good. And I really can’t thank you enough.”

Chapter Twenty-Five

Olivia

A little friendly competition never hurt anyone.

~ Chris Johnston

“I’ll be right back,”I say to Logan. “Wait here?”

He nods with a soft smile.

I escort my sister to the elevator. Cassidy runs ahead of us shouting, “I get to hit the button!”

“I hope you aren’t blindly falling under the charms of Logan Alexander,” Lynette says. “What he did for me was so over-the-top awesome.” She smiles at me. “I’m truly grateful to him. I just want you to remember all the ways he one-upped you over the years. Stay strong, Olivia.”

I put my hand on Lynette’s arm, intending to defend Logan, but instead I simply say, “I remember. Don’t worry.”

“Good.” She leans in and hugs me. Then she pulls back and looks me in the eye. “It is incredible. Trust me, I think of it every day—what he did. I just don’t believe one good deed means he’s incapable of sabotaging you.”

“I hear you, Lynette.”

“Okay. And you’re still interested in dating him?”

“I am.” I smile at her. “I really am.”

She shrugs. “Okay, then. You have my blessing and …” She pretends to zip her mouth shut. “That’s the last I’ll say about it.”

“Maaaahhhhm!” Cassidy says. “I pushed the button. Come on.”

“Coming, honey.” Lynette leans in and hugs me again.

I watch the two of them until the doors shut, and then I turn around and walk back to my apartment, where Logan is patiently waiting for me.

“Thank you,” I say to him when he pulls me into his arms.

“For?”

“Bringing the stuff for pizzas, playing with Cassidy, teaching her to train Rhett … for what you did for Lynette, for being patient while I came around to seeing you for who you really are …”

“You’re welcome.” He smiles down at me. “Lynette can be scary.”

“She’s just protective. We’re protective of one another.”

“I like that. I admire it.”

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