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

keeping him busy, he just might be able to let go of Ginny Moreno for good.
     
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    Brittany watched Logan closely as the four sat in the back booth long after Logan was supposed to go back to work, feeling both happy and guilty at the same time.
    She wasn’t betraying her friendship with Ginny by encouraging some kind of rekindling between Logan and Delia, was she? No. She and Ginny weren’t friends anymore. She didn’t even know if Ginny was upset over her breakup with Logan. For all she knew, Logan Murphy had just been another notch on Ginny Moreno’s bedpost.
    But even as the thought hit, Brittany’s mood sank lower. Regardless of Ginny’s shortcomings, Brittany knew the girl was a wreck over losing Logan. It was as plain as the nose on her face anytime the two ran into each other in town. Though, that wasn’t Brittany’s fault, now was it? Logan was the one who’d called things off with Ginny. Logan, like Brittany, had been devastated by Ginny’s lies. The guy deserved to have fun and find someone else just as Brittany deserved to move on with her life with Marcus and try to forget the fallout from the storm that Ginny Moreno had unleashed on all of them.
    “Well,” Logan said with a sigh when laughter at their table died down. “I hate to break up this party, but I’m getting the evil eye from the kitchen so I’d better get back to work.”
    Brittany glanced toward the bar and the open kitchen counter where Sonya Murphy was watching them. Brittany lifted her hand and waved. Sonya smiled and shook her head, looking back down at whatever food she was prepping behind the half wall.
    “Oh, really?” Delia reached for Logan’s hand as he slid out of the booth. “Are you sure you can’t stay just a little longer?”
    “Yeah, I’m sure.” Logan glanced over his shoulder toward the bar but didn’t, Brittany noticed, try to pull his hand away from Delia’s. His gaze drifted back to Delia. “I may get fired if I don’t get my ass over there soon.”
    “You’re breaking my heart all over again, Logan Murphy.” Delia crossed her arms over her chest in a mock pout.
    Logan chuckled and ran a hand through his hair.
    “The only thing that will make it up to me is dinner tomorrow night. The four of us. And no working.”
    Logan’s smile wobbled, and he looked to Brittany, then Marcus. “Uh...”
    “I’m free tomorrow night.” Marcus glanced Brittany’s way. “Can you make that work, babe?”
    Another whisper of guilt washed over Brittany but she pushed it away. “Yeah. Sounds like fun.”
    Delia grinned and looked up at Logan expectantly. “Well?”
    Logan’s nervous eyes skipped from face to face. He seemed unsure. Brittany’s whisper turned to a full-on rush. “Just dinner?”
    “Well, dinner and whatever,” Delia said with a wink.
    Unease flashed in Logan’s eyes, but it quickly faded when he blinked. He smiled down at Delia. “Yeah, that sounds good.”
    “Awesome.” Delia bolted out of the booth and planted a kiss on Logan’s cheek. “You can pick me up at six. I’m staying with my folks. Use the door. You’re older now. I don’t want you breaking any bones trying to climb through my bedroom window like you did when you were seventeen.”
    Logan looked a little dazed when she drew back, and Brittany realized he’d just been ambushed into a date he might not be up for so soon after breaking things off with Ginny. “Okay,” Logan said. “I guess I’ll see you at seven. Marcus. Brit. Later.”
    He still looked a little stunned as he wandered back to the bar.
    “God, he is way cuter than I remembered.” Delia dropped back into the booth with a sigh. “Why the hell did we break up?”
    Brittany remembered. She’d been a few years younger than Delia and Logan, but Delia Bruce’s affair with Mr. Phelps had been the talk of the town. Word was Delia had been making eyes at the teacher long before Logan had left for the military, though no one knew for sure if that was