was on the inside, in his heart, maybe I didn’t care about all of the rest.
After we got inside, he lingered by the door. I walked over and let him hug me again. I craved it, I needed his strength. I was tired, emotionally exhausted. He rested his cheek against the top of my head, and I breathed in his scent, my face buried against his chest. This was what I had needed, even when I thought I didn’t. I was beginning to see who he really was.
“I ordered dinner for you guys. I assumed Faith would be coming, too, so I got enough for all of you. “ He kissed the top of my head and smoothed my hair down.
“Thank you. Not just for dinner but for being here when I needed you, when we needed you. Hope needed to see that not all guys are bad. She was ready to jump ship from team Logan. She needed this, too.”
“Kitten, wherever I am, whatever I’m doing, you will always be the most important thing in my life. I’ll always come. You needed me. Whether you said it or not, I knew it. I heard the sadness in your voice. I’ll always come.” He tipped my chin up to look in my eyes. “Always. Do you understand that?”
I nodded, and he kissed me.
“Good. I’ll call you in the morning okay? Go and take care of your sister.”
I wanted to tell him I loved him, but I didn’t. It was too soon.
“Logan. Wait please?” Hope called from the other room.
She came out and stopped in front of us.
“Thank you. For being here for me and for Grace. This is a shitty day, probably the worst I’ve ever had. Thank you for your kindness and for just being here.” She hugged him, her head fitting into the notch of his neck.
I watched as the man I just realized I loved, comforted my sister. I could tell he wanted to tell her everything would be okay. He stroked her hair, and pressed a kiss to her head.
“Hope, I wish I could tell you I could fix all of this for you. The only thing I can do is give you a shoulder to cry on and an ear to listen. Night or day, you call me if you need anything .” He held her cheeks in his hands, looking into her eyes.
“Thank you.”
He kissed her cheek and squeezed her shoulder.
“Okay, I’ll call you tomorrow, Kitten?” He looked at me over Hope’s shoulders.
I nodded, feeling a little breathless. I guess that happens when love barges in.
After he left, Hope looked at me.
“Forget what I said earlier. That one, he’s worth it.”
My heart clenched. I knew she was right.
ON THE DRIVE BACK TO the office, I searched my phone for any information I could find on John Fragiatti. There wasn’t much to find. A few commendations for heroism, things about promotions. I found out which station he worked at and had my driver take me there.
I wasn’t exactly sure what I was going to do once I got there, but I was pissed off and needed to do something about it. My Grace was hurting because of something this asshole had done. Hope was devastated. Something needed to be done. This brought back memories of my own childhood, neither parent caring enough to hide their affairs. Leah and I were lost in the shuffle of mistresses and handsome ‘tennis instructors’ always showing up to the house. It was no way to live, and I didn’t want that for either Hope or Grayson. I already hated him. He had the life I had always wanted, he had a son and a wife who loved him, and he squandered it on a quick fuck because he couldn’t last a few months. Bastard. I would give anything to have Jackson back.
When we pulled up, there were a bunch of guys in the front washing down one of the trucks.
“Can I help you?” One of them asked.
“Yeah, I’m looking for John Fragiatti.”
The guy looked me over and apparently decided I wasn’t a threat. Boy was he wrong.
“Johnny. Some guy’s here for you,” he called into the wash bay.
John wasn’t what I expected; he looked like a broken man.
“I’m John, what can I do for you.” He looked wary.
“I’m Logan McFadden. I assume you know