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relaxed. Or when he’s being cocky.
    “Oh God yeah. When it comes to guys she likes, think of Erin like an elementary school boy. If she pulls your hair or throws rocks at you, it’s because she likes you. Fear when she’s being too nice to you. It means something bad is coming.”
    “Bad like knee to the nuts bad?”
    “Bad like medical assistance is needed to remove your testicles from your esophagus bad.”
    C.J. smiles at me and nods his approval. “So what’s got you in a funk?”
    Quickly I shake my head. “I’m not in a funk.”
    “She said with a funky attitude.”
    I glare.
    Anyone who spends too much time around Erin always starts to sound like her.
    “Come on, talk to me. What’s up?” When I don’t say anything he sighs. “Did it ever occur to you that maybe I could help? Obviously you and Erin don’t see eye to eye on the situation, so maybe an objective third party could bring in an extra perspective?”
    Well there’s you! But wait, no…you aren’t objective…
    “Fine. Let’s pretend there is a guy who has a reputation for being…well…a man slut—”
    C.J. chuckles. “A man slut?”
    “That’s putting it mildly. Anyway, he has a rep for being a man slut, but then all of sudden starts fooling around with this girl, but cuts off fooling around with everyone else, but then when asked if she’s his girlfriend, he says no. What do you make of that?”
    “That Logan is chicken shit.” C.J.’s answer catches me off guard. With a fake innocent smile he says, “Oh, was I not supposed to gather that’s who this conversation is about?”
    Was I that obvious?
    “Anyone who has ever seen Logan look in your general direction for longer than five seconds knows he’s got it bad for you.”
    “Apparently he didn’t get that memo.”
    “He got it.” C.J. scratches the back of his neck. “He just doesn’t wanna read it.”
    And how is that supposed to make me feel better?
    “Look, Logan cutting off his pussy supply means big things. Honestly, look at his past. He’s used to getting any girl he wants, right?”
    “And every girl.”
    “Right, and now there’s only one he wants and he’s not getting her the way he wants, right?”
    Intrigued, I nod. “Go on…”
    “So he’s trying without trying. Instead of just going balls deep in it and saying, ‘Hey, let’s date’, he’s skating around it by making sure you know that if you enter that territory, you’re the only one in it. And while he may not be comfortable calling you his girlfriend—”
    “Because he’s chicken shit.”
    What? It’s nice to hear someone outside the group think of Logan in a non high fashion.
    “Right.” C.J. tries to fight the desire to laugh. “While he may not be comfortable calling you his girlfriend because he’s chicken shit, it’s obvious to see he’s wandering that way. He just needs time. And opportunity. I’d say stay patient. He’ll come around.”
    “Yeah? How do you know?”
    “Because I’m in your shoes…” His response ends as Erin walks up with another two pairs of jeans in her hand.
    “Alright, Mr. Bitch and Moan, I brought you two more pairs of jeans to try on.” Erin groans as she holds them out for him.
    C.J. reaches for them while smirking. “If you had a rock right now, would you throw it at me?”
    She lowers her eyelids to convey a bitchy look. “If I had a rock right now, I’d beat you over the head with it.”
    He peers around her and gives me a wink before sneaking back off into the dressing room.
    Immediately Erin spins to me. “Did he just wink at you?”
    I shake my head and she quickly turns back around.
    Here’s a hint for dealing with a Hart, never let them know if you’re playing both sides of something. It’s the only way to live, because if they find out you were secretly trying to do something to help them, or say help them find someone to fall in love with, they will commit bodily harm. No exaggeration. Logan tried to hook Erin up  behind