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“But I’ll take you,” Roman says. “And I’ll sit with you or stay in the car. Whatever you want.”

I think a moment. And as much as I appreciate it—“You’d have to take another day off work.”

Roman smirks. “Lucky your boyfriend has an in with my boss.”

Before I can respond, his phone rings, and now it’s my turn to smirk. “Is it Heidi?” I ask when he silences the call.

Roman rolls his eyes.

“Wait,” Liam says. “You and Heidi?”

I face him. “You know Heidi?”

“She’s one of my sister’s best friends.”

“Oh, how the plot thickens,” I tease, rubbing my hands together.

Roman shakes his head. “Great. It’s the return of the brat.”

Liam chuckles, then says in awe, “So you and Heidi, huh?”

I narrow my eyes at him. “Why do you say it like that?”

“What?” he retorts. “I didn’t say it like anything.”

Roman laughs.

I throw an egg roll at his head before smacking Liam’s arm.

“Ooh, she’s jealous,” Roman teases.

“Addie, she’s old,” Liam argues. “She’s, like,thirty.”

“I’m, like, thirty,” Roman counters.

Liam and I face him, our stares blank.

Roman sighs. “Guess I’m old, too, then,” he says, then picks up the egg roll that fell on his lap, bites into it.

I turn to Liam, my grin mischievous. “So tell me everything about this Heidi.”

Liam shrugs. “I actually don’t know her too well, but I’m pretty sure her sunbathing in a bikini was Logan’s sexual awakening.”

Roman laughs. Then stops abruptly. “Wait. Which Logan?”

“OurLogan.”

I ask, “How many Logans do you know?”

“Two,” they say in unison.

Liam adds, “LoganPreston—brother, builder.”

“And Logan Matthews. Friend. Doctor,” Roman says.

My head cocks, filled with another vague memory. “Why do I know that name?”

“He was the catcher when I was in high school.”

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