He shook his head slightly. “I know. You would never hurt Mason intentionally. But what about when all this comes out to Max and he can’t accept it? Who would you choose?”
“Choose? What are you talking about? This isn’t an either-or kind of situation. We plan on telling Max soon, and Max isn’t the kind of man to make me choose between him and his brother.”
“I hope for both of your sakes, that’s true. But if it’s not, you need to really think about who Mason is to you and how much he means to you.”
Mason meant the world to me. But then again, so did Max. I hated that Logan might be right.
When I didn’t say anything, Logan eyes softened. “I do hope things work out for you and Mason, Olivia. Because despite what you think, I do like you. I think you’re good for him. He’s happier with you.”
“Thank you,” I said quietly.
Logan nodded and stood up. “I better get going. Clarissa Johnson does not like to be kept waiting… for anyone.”
He rolled his eyes as he said it, and I couldn’t help but grin at the grimace on his face.
“I’ll see you soon, Olivia. And hopefully, the next time we all hang out, it will be better than the first.”
“Yeah. Hope so.”
I watched him as he walked out the front door, and I continued to stare even after he was out of sight, his words ringing in my ears.
If I was forced to choose between the man I was in love with and the one man who had always been there for me, who would I choose? And would I end up making the correct choice? I didn’t know.
I hated that I may actually have to choose, if Max couldn’t accept my relationship with Mason.