Page 139 of Bad Love

Logan opens his mouth to speak, but I beat him to the punch. "You were right when you said I was trying to measure up to some invisible ideal. That I was afraid of what people would think. Of us—and of me.” I wrap my arms around the bowl to stop myself from grabbing him. “I felt like I let everyone down in the past. As if I needed to make up for those mistakes. But I don't want to live thatway."

"How do you want to live?" His words are a test, and I meet the challenge head-on.

"Free. Real. Withyou.”

He steps closer, taking the bowl from me and setting it on a chair behind him before brushing my hair back behind my ear. Logan's voice is a low murmur. "I was fucking miserable withoutyou."

If it’s bad to love hearing that, for those words to send a tingle up my spine, then I guess I’mbad.

“I’ve been coming up with ways to convince you to give us anothershot.”

“You can still do them,” I offergenerously.

“Maybe I will.” His thumb strokes my jaw and I shiver at his touch. “We better get started because I have workMonday."

My brows shoot up. "Really?"

"Uh-huh. I told my grandmother all of my shit, and she still wants me at Hunter’s Cross. It’s kind ofcrazy."

“It’s not so crazy,” I murmur, losing myself in his eyes. “You’re actually pretty good at selling things. But it’s toobad.”

His expression clouds. “Why’sthat?”

"Because you won't have any energy left for foolingaround."

"Bullshit," he states, and I grin. "I have a long to-do list where you'reconcerned."

"Ooh, Logan Hunter has a 'Do Me'list?"

"Yup. It's big. And dirty. And it'll take a lot of nights to get through it, but I'm committed.” Desire twines with hope and joy until every part of me’s humming. “And I'm not just committed to the list, Peach. I'm committed to you. To you and Rory. I want to take you to Paris like I promised. August, or whenever you havetime.”

I’m drunk on possibility. But this time, it feels real. Not like some thin idea that’s going to slip away. "We'll talk about it. Rory has a weeklong cooking camp I want to send him to in August.” I cock myhead.

“Which means we’d have a week to ourselves.” Logan’s eyes darken three shades as he takes me in his arms. I want to sigh at how good it feels for him to hold me. “That sounds perfect. And I have just the thing to celebrate with. Peach beer.” My brows shoot up. "It's the centerpiece of our new restaurant collection. Which I'm going to need Rory's helpwith."

I shut my eyes and breathe him in until I can find words. "You'reunbelievable."

"I'm in love with you, Kendall." My eyes fly open. “I want to share adventures with you. The big ones, the small ones, all the ones inbetween.”

This time my chest does crack. Not because the words are a shock, but because they feel so damnright.

“In that case, I should tell you my parents are here. And they’ve seen thevideo.”

Logan’s brows pull together. “That’s toobad.”

“Iknow.”

“Nah, I meant cause now I can’t be the one to tell them how wemet.”

I hit him in thearm.

“Go on, say it,” he prompts, eyesshining.

"I love you too,Logan.”

His arms tighten around me, his face splitting into a grin. "Yeah?”

Inod.

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