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She looked over at Brett, who was now staring at her with watery, red eyes and snot dripping from his nose. “Oh, dear.”

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Kayla bounced up and down in the car seat as Logan drove into the parking garage near Harper’s shop. Truthfully, Logan felt like doing the same. Being without Harper for nearly a month had been almost too much to take. But he had a plan, and he was ready to put it into action.

Harper greeted them with a huge smile when they walked into Sweets. She launched herself at Logan, and he had never been happier than in that moment. Having Harper in his arms was all he needed. Well, almost. He pulled back and lowered his lips to hers, showing her just how much he had missed her, and she returned his kisses with an abundance of fervor.

Kayla began to giggle, and Harper leaned away with the most adorable blush to her cheeks.

Logan kissed her on the forehead, and she turned out of his arms and crouched down in front of Kayla.

“Hi, Kayla.” Harper held her arms open, and Kayla’s little arms wrapped around her neck and held on for dear life. She held so tightly that Harper had to pick her up when she stood because she wouldn’t let go. “I missed you, too, sweetie.” She smiled at Logan.

“Will you play makeover game with me today?” Kayla asked her.

“Of course.” Harper moved closer to Logan again.

He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled his girls in for a hug. It felt right. It felt like coming home. And he knew without a doubt, this was where they were supposed to be.

“So, before we go to lunch, I have something I want to show you.” Harper waved goodbye to Ginny.

“Have fun.” Ginny winked at them.

Something was going on with Harper. She wore an expression he didn’t recognize and couldn’t read. “Where are you taking us?”

She could barely conceal her smile, and it was adorable. Whatever it was that had her so happy, he didn’t care, as long as she always had that look on her face.

“Can we take your car?” she asked.

“Maybe,” Logan teased as they headed down the sidewalk to where he’d parked. “Won’t you at least give me a hint?”

“Nope.” There was the cutest little twinkle in her eye, and he almost stopped her right there in the entrance to the parking garage and said what he was dying to say. But he wanted to wait for just the right moment, and this wasn’t it.

Kayla climbed into her car seat, and Harper hooked her in, which warmed Logan’s heart. It was a little thing, but it felt big to him.

When Harper got in, Logan looked over at her—just looked at her—and his hand came up to touch the back of her head and smooth down the length of her hair. “I missed you.”

“I know.”

If she didn’t stop smiling at him like that, he would have to climb across the seat, take her into his arms, and kiss her breathless, even if Kayla was watching. He glanced back at his daughter, who was happily kicking her feet against the back of Harper’s seat.

“Are we gonna sit here all day?” It was obvious Harper was anxious to get going.

He started the car and drove out of the garage and onto the street. Harper told him when to turn as they headed across town, until they came to a large lot filled with food trucks and a sign that read “Fall Fest.”

“What is this?”

“A surprise.”

“I didn’t know there was another food truck festival planned so soon.” His shoulders drooped. “Not that I could’ve brought my truck, but …” It disappointed him that he couldn’t have been a part of this, even if he’d wanted to.

He parked the car and climbed out.

Harper got Kayla out of the car and walked around to take Logan’s hand. She tilted her head toward the trucks. “Come on.” She was practically skipping, and Kayla did start skipping beside them.

They moved toward the rows of food trucks.

“Hey, Logan!” one of the food truck owners called out.

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