High-Sided (Armed & Dangerous #3)(21)

“She does? Why?”

“Do you have to ask? Surely you’ve noticed the way she is around you.”

He blew out a heavy sigh. “I’ve noticed.”

“So what do you think about maybe going on a date with her? She’s gorgeous, and extremely nice. Plus, she loves motorcycles. What more could a guy want?”

“Another chance with you.”

“That’s not going to happen, Sean.”

“I know,” he murmured. “If you want me to go out with this girl, I will. But it’s only going to be one date.”

I breathed a sigh of relief. “That’s all I ask.” Janie might think I had a way with men, but so did she. I had no doubt her charms would rub off on him.

“Does that mean you’re going to start dating again too?” he asked.

“Not planning on it. I have too much on my mind right now.”

“Like Logan? He’s gonna creep his way back to you. I know it. Promise me you’ll stay away from him. That bastard doesn’t deserve you.”

“You have nothing to worry about. I’ve already blown him off once today. That’s why I’m going to do the bookkeeping from home for a while; at least until his return loses its luster.”

“That might take a while. Everyone’s pumped he’s back.”

I had no doubt. “Did you talk to him?”

“Nope, and he probably doesn’t want to. It’s pretty clear I’m on your side. Besides, he left with your dad. They still weren’t back by the time I left.”

“Really? I wonder where they went.” What concerned me was the way my father didn’t look so surprised to see Logan at the funeral. It was like he knew he was going to be there.

“Don’t know,” Sean said, drawing me back to his attention. “But I wouldn’t worry about it.”

“I’m not,” I lied. I wanted to know what was going on between my father and Logan. Maybe I should’ve stayed and listened to what he had to say.





After an early dinner, consisting of leftover salmon and salad, I sat down on my couch and flipped through the TV channels until I stopped at Arrow. Ever since I started watching the show I’d been hooked. Levi and I binge watched the whole first season a couple of weeks ago and were about to start the second. Tears burned my eyes as I looked over at the other end of the empty couch. It was where Levi sat and oftentimes slept when he’d come over. I didn’t know if I’d be able to continue watching the show without him.

My phone rang and I looked down at the screen; it was my dad. I turned off the TV and answered the phone. “Hey.”

“Hey, peanut. I know you’re upset with me, but I need you to listen before you hang up.”

“I’m not going to hang up,” I replied with a sigh. “But I am going to go ahead and tell you I want to work from home the next couple of days. Being around Logan will only cause a distraction to everyone around.” I had no doubt everyone was curious to see how Logan and I would work together after our eight-year separation. The last thing I wanted was to be put on display for everyone’s amusement.

“Whatever makes you comfortable, Kassidy.” His voice sounded troubled and distraught. I hated hearing him like that.

“I’m sorry for running out the way I did today. You of all people know I don’t like being lied to.”

“I know, honey. I’d give anything to take it all back. Keeping my secrets from you made me feel like you were protected. All I can ask for now is your forgiveness.”

It was hard to stay mad at him. All he’d ever done in life was try to make me happy. “I forgive you, Dad. Just as long as you don’t lie to me again.”

He released a heavy breath. “I won’t, I promise. Which is why I want to tell you about Ethan. He’s coming back to work tomorrow.”

I gasped. “Seriously? What happened? Did the police confirm he was innocent?”

“No, but I should’ve listened to you and Levi. Ethan would never steal from me. I let my anger cloud my judgment.”

“Is that where you and Logan went today? Sean said he saw you two leave together.”

“Yes, he went with me. Ethan was happy to see him.”

I had my answer to that question. Before I could even attempt to ask another, I heard a motorcycle charge down the driveway. “Dad, I think Sean’s here. Can I call you right back?”

My father cleared his throat. “Sure. Talk to you soon.” He hung up quickly, without saying goodbye, which was odd.

I set my phone on the kitchen counter and went to the front door, only to stop cold. The silhouette on the other side was definitely not Sean, not unless he colored his hair blond in the last couple of hours. I backed against the wall, my breaths coming out in rapid pants as I hid from view. What the hell was Logan doing at my house?

He knocked on the glass and I jumped. “Kassidy, I know you’re in there. Please open the door.” There was a sheer curtain over the glass panes, and if I moved across the room, he’d see me. All I could hear was the thumping of my heart. “Kassidy, please. I need to talk to you. I’m not leaving until I do. You know I won’t.”

“Shit,” I hissed low. He was right. If anyone had the patience to sit around for hours, it was him. He’d done the same thing to me years ago when I told him I wouldn’t go on a date with him. He stayed on my porch for hours and slept on the swing. At the time, I loved his persistence. I had wanted to go on a date with him, but was curious to see how far he’d go.