Blinding Rain, Season 2, Episode 7 (Rising Storm) Read Online Free Page A

it had when they were teenagers. “I heard you were back in town.”
    “Hey, Delia.” When she pushed to her toes and wrapped her arms around him without pretense, he returned her hug and realized his heart was racing because being surrounded by her again felt both awkward and familiar at the same time. “This is a surprise.”
    She dropped to her heels and let go of him, and he couldn’t quite tell if he was disappointed or relieved by that fact. “I just got home. First night back in Storm. Gosh.” She glanced around the bar. “This place hasn’t changed, huh? Remember the time we stole a bottle of vodka when your dad wasn’t looking and drank it up at the lake?”
    Logan glanced over his shoulder and caught his dad’s gaze where he stood filling pint glasses. “Yeah, probably shouldn’t mention that too loudly. My dad still gives me shit about the morning he found me passed out in the front yard.”
    Delia laughed. “God, those were crazy times. My mom still claims that was the night I turned to the devil. Stayed out ’til four in the morning and came home a wild woman.”
    The corner of Logan’s mouth inched up, and he realized it was the first time he’d smiled in weeks. The first time he’d had anything to smile about since Ginny.
    His smile quickly died, but when Delia placed a hand on his arm, the heat of her touch distracted him from his looming depression and brought his attention back to her. “Hey, can you get a drink with me or are you working?” She glanced over her shoulder. “I’m meeting Brit and Marcus.” Spotting them, she waved.
    So this was what those two had been up to. Logan’s gaze darted to their table and the sheepish grins on their faces as they watched him with Delia. “Actually,” he heard himself say, “I was just about to take a break.”
    Delia looked back at him and grinned. “Great.” Turning toward Marcus and Brittany’s booth, she wrapped both of her arms around his and practically pushed him across the bar. “I can’t wait to hear all about what you’ve been doing since you broke my heart and ran off to join the military.”
    Logan huffed. “Word was you weren’t that broken hearted. You skipped town with Mr. Phelps not long after.”
    Delia rolled her eyes and smiled in that cute, lighthearted way of hers that had always made him crazy. “What can I say? I was lost without you and had to get out of town. Mr. Phelps looked like an easy ride.”
    Logan nearly choked. “Okay, that’s an image I don’t need in my head.”
    Delia giggled. “Trust me, it wasn’t all that good a ride. Did you know older guys can have erectile problems?” She shuddered. “Seriously should have considered that part of the whole ride thing beforehand. Would’a saved me a hell of a lot of time and money. Brit!” she squealed as they neared the booth. “Look at you! I think the last time I saw you I was babysitting Jeffry!”
    Brittany jumped out of the booth and both girls let loose those high-pitch girl screams women do when they see an old friend and wrapped their arms around each other. And as he watched, Logan’s chest filled with something light—or maybe it just didn’t feel so damn heavy anymore. He knew Delia had been teasing him a few minutes ago. She hadn’t loved him back in high school any more than he’d loved her—which was only as much as he’d needed to love her to get in her pants. But seeing her again felt good, familiar, easy in a way nothing had felt easy in a long time. And as he slid into the booth next to her and the four of them launched into stories about the good old days, he found himself smiling and laughing and barely thinking of Ginny at all.
    He glanced at Delia and caught her gaze. And as she smiled and nudged her shoulder against his, for the first time in forever he thought...maybe. Maybe Marcus was right and he really could move on with his life. Because if he had someone like Delia Bruce in his life again, distracting him and