Page 45 of Fire Dragon
“What did you do?”
Before she could answer, she found herself caught again by the mystery of her friendship with Logan. He was a god among men, much like Liam. But Logan had sandy-colored hair with streaks of gold running through it. He wore it long, just below his chin and all one length. It was thick and had enough wave to be his best feature.
His eyes were a gorgeous brown shot through with gold lightning-like marks. His lashes were thick, the envy of most women she knew. His nose had a fantastic almost playful curve which only enhanced his reputation as a prankster. He had strong cheekbones, an elegant line to his jaw and a beautiful smile with big, even teeth.
Not for the first time she wondered why she’d never fallen for him. But she hadn’t. Instead, they were more like brother and sister. She’d never even yelled at him about her uniform disaster.
Now, of course, there was a different kind of water under the bridge. Logan had played a part in how she’d ended up at the lake house with Liam. Maybe he would have some wisdom about how she should move forward since Logan knew him better than anyone.
She kept it simple as she told him the terrible thing she’d said to Liam after they’d made love.
Logan sipped his beer then narrowed his gaze at Emma. “Thought you were smarter than that.” Logan didn’t mince words. “You can’t be surprised he walked out of the room.”
“I’m only shocked he didn’t run. The thing is, Logan, that was more about me than it was about him.”
“You think?”
“Yeah, I think. Or rather, I didn’t. More like, I blurted out what I was thinking.
“I’m smelling sabotage.”
“Exactly, like dragon-flame on shit.”
He laughed then swigged his brown ale again. Once more, his gaze returned to the bass player.
Emma switched to telepathy.Did you ever bed her? Charlotte? Though Emma consideredCharlotte a good friend she never talked about her love life. Hell, Charlotte barely talked at all. Emma liked that about her. The woman was discretion personified.
To Emma’s surprise, Logan sighed heavily.Charlotte and I had a thing a couple of years back.
What? Why didn’t you tell me?
He didn’t say anything now which led her to believe maybe Charlotte had meant more to him than he cared to say.
She quieted her telepathic voice. You over her?
Never. And there it was, the truth about his feelings.
Emma physically turned toward Logan and settled her hand on his arm.I’ve known just about every detail of your bar-hopping life for the past two years, even since I entered training and you and I became friends. Why didn’t you ever mention this before?
His smile was crooked. Same reason it took you about a year before telling me you were hot for Liam. Some things can’t be said in passing. I guess this whole situation with you and Liam has brought up old wounds and a helluva lot of regret.
You messed up.
I did. I was feeling too much for her, we had an argument about something stupid and I used it as an excuse to cheat on her.
She squeezed his arm then let it go.Yeah, we women don’t like that. It’s off-putting, cheating. To say the least.
I know. I knew it then, I know it now. I was doing the same kind of dragon-flame-on-shit thing like you did.
She sipped her old-fashioned. Her second, actually. She wasn’t given much to wallowing. It wasn’t in her nature. She did, however, have a sense of regretful horror about what she’d done that kept swirling in her head like a slow tornado.
Sabotage was exactly right.
Any suggestions for me?She asked.
Yeah.Figure out why you chose to be a complete bitch then apologize in a way that shows you mean it.
That is really good advice. Ever take it yourself?
He snorted.I’m not exactly the reflective type.
Just the moon-over-an-old-flame type? Jesus, you are a country-western song.
He chuckled again.Guess I am.
She realized that was why she and Logan were friends. They were similar types and weren’t afraid to laugh at themselves.
When a bass riff pulled his attention back to his lost-love, Emma pondered what it would look like to apologize in a meaningful way to Liam.
But all that greeted her was a kind of brick wall that had nothing to do with him. Like Logan, she wasn’t all that reflective either. But if she ever hoped to make amends, she needed to get her ass in gear and figure things out.
