Page 94 of Half Truths (Secret Society 1)
It happened in an instant. So quickly I was sure nobody really caught it, but I did, because it was clearly for me. I smiled wide, resisting the urge to throw the camera down and walk onto the ice to jump on him. He winked and skated away.
“Well, I guess you can say you definitely don’t have issues anymore,” Max said. “What was that kiss thing?”
“Nothing.” I shook my head, still smiling.
I stayed for another hour and from the looks of it, the other people weren’t leaving any time soon either. Logan and his team were working on some drills with no signs of stopping. Glancing at my watch, I saw that it was almost seven thirty and started packing up. There was no way the paper would need more pictures than what I took. The announcer said they were finished with the pep rally shortly after I packed up and the guys skated off the ice. I walked with Max to the general area of the rink, standing off to the side as the crowd of people walked by us waving their Fitz Mitt. Max stopped a couple of them and interviewed them for the paper. They all gushed about their golden boy, Fitz, and mentioned they’d driven down for this and would drive down again for games. When they walked away, I turned to Max, who was making sure he’d jotted down the notes.
“That really is impressive.”
“What? That they travel to see him?”
“Yeah.” I nodded.
“I told you. He’s a legend.”
I wasn’t sure how I felt about dating a legend. Old insecurities started to bubble as I thought about it. How would I deal with all of the attention? Would I be able to handle all of the girls that constantly clung to him? Would he really not pay attention to them? With Travis, it was a gamble I was willing to take because even when we were “on” I didn’t feel this lost in him. With Logan, I felt like I was on a completely different playing field. Yet, Logan hadn’t ever given me a reason to doubt him. Not yet anyway. We’d been friends for a while now and I hadn’t seen him so much as look at another girl when I was around. I needed to trust he meant it when he said he wanted to be with me. Besides, he’d called me his girlfriend.
“Why are you so smiley?” Max asked.
“I can’t smile?”
“You normally don’t unless I’m saying something funny, and then I think you may just look amused for my sake.” He smiled. My cheeks hurt from smiling so hard. I pushed him playfully. “Uh-oh, Mae has a secret,” he said.
“What secret?” The voice came from Logan. Some people swarmed him when they saw him. He was wearing a team t-shirt and jeans, his gaze on me as he smiled for his fans. “I just have to . . . “
I waved him away. “I’ll be right here.”
“Holy shit,” Max breathed. “You could’ve given me a warning.”
“A warning about what?”
“You and Fitz are a thing.”
“Her and Fitz are dating,” Logan said loud and clear. Some of the people waiting for a picture gasped and directed their camera toward me.
“Eyes on him. I suck on the ice.” I blocked my face. “I’m just here for moral support.”
They laughed, but obeyed my wishes and kept their attention on him.
“You think you can handle all of this?” Max whispered.
I shot him a look. Logan had the best hearing out of anyone I’d ever met. I wouldn’t be surprised if he could hear him right now. I looked over at him and he was talking to a guy so I figured it was fine to talk about this to Max quietly.
“I don’t know.”
“It’ll be hard. This is nothing.” Max pointed to the small crowd. “This will get worse when he goes pro.”
“I know.” I looked on at Logan.
It was too soon to tell what would happen between us, but as far as his career went, I was completely content with cheering him on from the sidelines. I knew that meant seeing episodes like this, where some girls didn’t seem to get a clue and touched all up on him even after he made it clear he wasn’t available, but I was oddly okay with it. Maybe it was because his eyes continuously found mine and reassured me that he belonged to me and that was enough to accept the madness.
“I hope he treats you right, Mae.” Max put his hand on my arm. “You deserve it.”
“Paper Boy,” Logan called out. “Hands off my girl please.”
“The fact that all of that is going on and his attention is still on your surroundings speaks volumes.” Max dropped his hand with a blush. He chuckled. “Maybe this is different after all.”
His words made me smile. Max had been around Logan long enough to know what he was normally like around women. I gave him a hug as he said goodbye. Once the small crowd finally dissipated around Logan, he walked over to me. The anticipation of that walk was killer, as he ran his fingers through his hair, not taking his eyes off mine. His swagger was normally pretty high up in the charts, but his swagger tonight seemed to be on ten thousand.
