Page 111 of It Should Have Been You

“What are you two doing?”

“We’re getting our coats.”

“Wait, we’re not ready to go yet,” I trail off. They’re already gone.

With a bag in hand, Logan passes me and goes straight to the kitchen. When I try to peek at what he has, he nudges me away and places the bag on the table.

“What’s going on?”

“The girls are staying with your sister tonight, right?”

“Yes,” I say slowly, unsure where he’s going with this.

“I’ll drop them off. It’s on my way into the city.”

“You don’t have to—”

“And you are going to relax. If you’ll have her, Missy will keep you company for the night. She hates the city.”

Missy lets out a half-hearted bark before laying down at my feet.

Same, girl.

“Of course.”

He pulls a bottle of wine from the bag. “I don’t know shit about wine, but Archer assures me this one is good.” A brown paper bag follows. “Tacos. I seem to remember you liking those. And these.” He lays three books on the counter. “I have it on good authority from both Molly and the lady at the bookstore that these are disgustingly filthy.”

I’ve gone into shock.

“Beth?”

“You went to the bookstore and bought these?”

He laughs under his breath as he grabs the bottle of white wine and puts it in the fridge.

“I did,” he says like it’s nothing.

I asked Rob once to buy me tampons and he glared at me in disgust.

“For me?”

I can tell I look ridiculous, unmoving with my mouth hanging open as I do nothing more than blink.

“For you,” he agrees, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. His touch is enough to snap me out of my stupor.

“You didn’t have—”

“I did. Take a night. Relax, or…” He glances to the books on the counter before looking back at me with a smirk. “Do whatever it is you do when you read those books.”

Heat.

Everywhere.

I clear my throat and look away, but there’s no denying how my breathing is suddenly faster. “I read them for the plot.”

“Sure you do, baby.”

I throw my hands over my face and groan. “Thank you. This is amazing.”

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