like it had been the coolest thing in the world.
Logan had smiled more today than he probably had in the last six years. Drew’s enthusiasm was contagious.
Sue Ann Perkins stepped up to their table. “Hello, boys. What can I get for you tonight?”
“Hey, Sue Ann,” Logan said. “This is my godson, Drew. Drew, this is Mrs. Perkins. This is her café.”
Drew stood and reached his hand out. “Hi, Mrs. Perkins.”
Just like the smiles that had been a reoccurring theme of the day, pride swelled in his chest, which had also happened several times since Drew had shown up on his doorstep that morning. Pride for the young man Drew was. Andrew would’ve been so damn proud. His son was well-mannered, smart, and funny, and he had really good taste in video games.
“It’s very nice to meet you, Drew, and please call me Sue Ann.” Instead of taking his hand, she pulled him in for a hug not unlike the kind Logan had received more than once. Sue Ann was definitely a hugger.
Before he’d come to Hope Falls, most people—other than the ones trying to hook up with him—had kept their distance from Logan. It might’ve had something to do with the energy he put off, which he’d been told was less than friendly. He kept to himself. Always had. But the people in this town either were immune to his personal boundaries or didn’t even sense them in the first place. It was odd, but not horrible.
“Will you be getting your usual, Logan?” Sue Ann asked after she’d released Drew and he’d sat back down.
The third time he had come in, he’d ordered the pork chop plate with corn on the cob and mashed potatoes, and it had been the best thing he’d ever tasted. When Logan found a good thing, he stuck with it, so ever since that night, he’d ordered the pork chop plate with corn on the cob and mashed potatoes when having dinner at the café.
“Yes, ma’am.”
“And what about you?” Sue Ann asked Drew.
Drew’s eyes scanned the menu as he ordered. “Can I have chicken strips with fries, a hot dog, and a Coke and a large chocolate malt?”
Sue Ann shot a quick look at Logan. He nodded. He’d said that the kid could order whatever he wanted, and he was a man of his word.
“All right, but I think your eyes might be bigger than your stomach.” Sue Ann chuckled as she gathered the menus and headed behind the lunch counter at the far end of the café.
Before Logan had a chance to ask Drew if he really thought he’d be able to eat all of that food, his phone alerted him that he had a text. When he looked at it, he saw that it was from Emma. She’d just finished up her last meeting and was heading to the airport. It was seven thirty in California, which meant that it was ten thirty in New York. She’d been going nonstop all day.
When she’d contacted him earlier to tell him that her last meeting had been scheduled as drinks after dinner, he’d suggested that she just stay the night there and fly back tomorrow. But she hadn’t taken his advice.
Logan messaged her back asking how her meetings had gone. As he was setting his phone down, it buzzed again, and he saw a thumbs-up emoticon on the screen. He grinned and did something he’d never done before—he search for an emoticon to respond. After finding the clapping hands emoticon, he texted back.
Have a safe flight. See you soon.
“Your mom’s done with her meetings. She’s on her way to the airport,” he informed Drew, whose grin faded as his shoulders slumped. “She should be here by the morning—”
“Oh my God!” Drew’s eyes widened and he stuck his hand out, pointing over Logan’s shoulder. “Is that Karina Black and Ryan Perkins?”
Logan didn’t have to turn around to know the answer was yes. Karina Black was a huge pop star who’d grown up in Hope Falls and moved back to her hometown a few years ago. Ryan was a musician as well, Karina’s fiancé, and also Sue Ann’s grandson. The story around town was that the two had met when
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