Page 15 of Betrayed
She looked toward Daryl and prayed Logan would see the terror in her eyes.
He must have because he made a big deal of sighing and said, “Fine.”
He waited while she checked out her items, and they exited the store. Logan seemed to keep a close eye on Daryl.
She spotted Logan’s motorcycle parked an aisle over from her car. “Grocery getting on a motorcycle. That’s got to be a challenge.”
“Eh. I always do it.”
“Just can’t get too much at a time.”
“Yep.”
“About the pool party—”
“Don’t.”
“Don’t what? Talk to you? Apologize for being mean?”
“Whatever. Just put your groceries in your car and get lost.”
She placed the bags in the trunk and turned to him. “Logan, when will you talk to me again?”
Without turning his stone-set face toward her, he said, “Never.”
The world crashed down on her, crushing her beneath its weight.
He stared across the parking lot, still not looking at her, missing how much that little word hurt her more than anything.
“Daryl’s gone. You’re fine.” Logan didn’t even glance back at her before he walked away.
She had to fight to stay upright. Leaning heavily on the side of her car, she made it to her seat before the grief overwhelmed her.
