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place three streets over.
For the past few years, she hadn’t lived or worked more than a mile
away from him. They saw each other almost daily, simply because
they occupied the same small space and shared similar friends and
interests. And while she fantasized about him a little bit too
much, for so many years she’d never indulged the idea that they’d
have anything more than a platonic relationship because, number
one, he had been dating Jane, and number two, that stupid bro code
thing was apparently still in effect.
    Lacy had just about convinced herself that
her actions on the dance floor had been ill-advised when Logan
pulled up in front of her apartment building, parked and turned the
truck off.
    In fact, she opened her mouth to apologize to
him for sending the mixed signals and for coming on so strong.
    However, the words “I’m sorry” never came.
Because the second her lips parted, Logan covered them with his
own.
     
    * * *
     
    Five years earlier…
     
    “Lacy? What the hell are you doing?”
    “Walking home.” She was still in a fury, and
not even Logan’s arrival was enough to calm her down.
    He pulled over to the side of the road in
front of her. “Get in the truck,” he called out through the open
passenger window.
    “I’ll get the seat wet.”
    “I don’t give a damn about that. Get in.”
    She climbed into the front seat of his truck
and gratefully accepted the jacket he handed her. Until that
moment, her rage had been keeping her warm, helping her ignore the
cold rain. Now that she was inside, she was struggling not to
shiver.
    “It’s pissing down, getting darker by the
minute and you’re two miles out of town. I almost didn’t see you.
How the hell did you get out here?”
    “I was on a date.”
    Logan hadn’t put the truck back in drive.
Hadn’t bothered to start moving again. “A date?”
    “With Bucky Largent. We got in a fight on the
way home and I told him to let me out of the car. He did.”
    “That fucking asshole.”
    “Wasn’t raining at the time.”
    “Doesn’t matter. He knows he left you out
here. Did he come back?”
    She lifted her hands in a silent duh .
“Would I be sitting here if he had?”
    “Guess that depends on how pissed off you
were.”
    “Not that damn mad.” She sighed.
“You’re right. He’s a fucking asshole.”
    “What happened?”
    “We went to Cruisers together. I excused
myself to go to the ladies’ room and when I came back, the jackass
was kissing someone else. I told him to take me home. We got in a
big fight on the way to town and I decided I’d rather walk home
than spend one more second with the idiot. He stopped. I got out.
He spun tires when he pulled away. Big dramatic scene. And now I feel like the idiot.”
    “Didn’t realize the two of you were a
thing.”
    She shrugged. “We weren’t really. We’ve gone
out to dinner a few of times. Gotten pizza and watched movies at my
place once. Tonight was our fifth date. And our last.”
    “I didn’t think you liked the guy.”
    “When did I say that?” she asked.
    “That day you were crying. When you told me
that Missy kissed him.”
    She laughed. “Jesus. I was thirteen,
Logan.”
    “Sounds like your first impression was the
right one.”
    Lacy couldn’t argue with that. “Yeah. I guess
it was. Thanks for stopping.”
    He looked at her incredulously. “As if I’d
right drive past you.”
    They chatted for a little while about the
weather and a Christmas concert Ty’s Collective was going to play.
It took her a few minutes to realize Logan wasn’t headed back into
town.
    “Where are we going?”
    “Pit stop.” She didn’t question him. After
all, he’d saved her from a very long, very wet walk home. It wasn’t
until they turned onto the lane to Bucky’s house that she figured
out what Logan intended.
    “Uh, Logan—”
    He raised his hand to cut her off. “Won’t be
a minute,” he said as he put the truck in park outside Bucky’s
house.
    Lacy watched as