Page 56 of We Were Something
“So if you’d been at school with me at Yale, I wouldn’t have found you with the other sorority girls on the edge of the water, cheering on the crew and sailing teams?”
At that visual, I burst into laughter. “God no. I can’t imagine anythinglessinteresting than being a part of a sorority. Matching sweaters and fake smiles and bake sales? I don’t think so.”
Logan turns to get onto the freeway but doesn’t say anything else.
“Fuck, you were totally Greek, weren’t you?” I ask.
He laughs a little bit then glances at me. “I was. But honestly, I didn’t get much out of it. I gave in to the pressure ofjoiningeven though I would have felt much more connected if I’d just hung out with the other pre-med students instead.”
I nod. “See?Joining—so overrated. I wasn’t into clubs or any school activity stuff. I mostly just went to class and partied with a few friends. My sister has an apartment in New York, so I spent a lot of time with her when she was around. I love going out to dance, and I definitely took advantage of the night life in New York.”
“I thought you weren’t a fan of the city?”
Licking my lips, I look out the window, trying to come up with an answer that isn’t as tragic as whatreallybrought me home.
“Well, I didn’t mind parts of it,” I answer. “But all the people? The cold winters?” I shake my head. “I’m a California girl. I need the sun and the sand and the beach and space to move around. That song about New York being a concrete jungle isn’t a joke.”
“You know, I used to feel about LA the way you feel about New York.”
My mouth drops open in shock.
“I know,” he says. “I grew up in San Diego and it was a lot more beachy, a lot more green, more trees, more parks, more open space. Hermosa is great, but LA?” He scoffs. “I wasn’t a huge fan. Eventually I got used to it, but it took a while. Having lived in Connecticut and then Washington for the past two decades, it was quite a pill to swallow, coming back here.”
At his observation, I can’t help but laugh.
“Something funny?”
I nod. “Yeah, just…it’s funny how we can look at the exact same thing and see it completely differently. You know?”
Logan turns his head and looks at me. “Yeah. I know.”
The car ride turns quiet after that. Not an uncomfortable quiet, but the kind where two people can just exist in a space together and not feel the need to fill the silence with noise.
It’s actually kind of nice, and I catch myself staring at Logan for long moments at a time, trying to figure out what it is about him that seems to have captured me so completely.
Yes, he’s attractive. That’s a given.
But it’s more than that. It’s a…kind of depth to him where other men seem to be so shallow. It makes me want to dive in and uncover what’s tucked so far beneath the surface. What secrets and hidden treasures there are that others might never have uncovered before.
Even as I think it, something uncertain skitters through my mind. Not only at the idea of trulyknowingLogan in a way I’ve never been interested in knowing a man before, but also at the prospect of him knowingme.
I have my own well of secrets. My own fears. My own bag of broken bits and pieces of my life that I’m not sure I want to share with anyone. Ever. Though I guess if I had to, I would bet money that Logan might be the one guy who wouldn’t make me feel as broken as those pieces often do.
“So what was Seattle like?” I ask a little while later as we drive deeper into the heart of Los Angeles. “Is it really as rainy as people say it is?”
Logan nods. “It really is.”
My nose scrunches up. “Yuck.”
“Ah, it wasn’t so bad. I enjoyed it, you know? When you work as much as I do, it’s easier to lose yourself in the job when you’re not missing out on sunsets and warm weather.”
“You’re a workaholic, then?”
“I…was. Iwasa workaholic in Seattle. It provided me with an escape from the parts of my life that were more difficult.” He pauses. “Like my marriage.”
Before I can say anything in response, he continues, his words tumbling out in a rush.
“Not that I’m married…now. I’m not—married. I was, before. In Seattle. But we’re divorced now.”
