“No sports?”

“Not really. Sometimes Logan and I would throw a baseball around the backyard. In tenth grade, I got into football.”

“Did Logan play, too?” Sarah asked, her eyes widening.

He laughed, but nodded. “Yeah. He tried. He wasn’t very coordinated. Mr. Hotshot CEO spent most of his time on the bench, flirting with the cheerleading squad.”

“I can see that.” She returned his laugh, but then narrowed her eyes. “He doesn’t have an ex who I’ll be meeting along with yours, does he?”

“Nah. I mean, he dated a few girls throughout high school, but there isn’t anyone that he’s stayed in touch with—at least not to my knowledge.”

“Good. What was it like to date him in high school?”

He made a face. “You’re askingme?”

“Yes. Did girls swoon all over him? Did he break anyone’s heart?”

“I’m sure he broke several.” He thought about her question for a second, moving his gaze from the road to Sarah. “You know, I’m not sure Logan’s ever loved anyone.”

Her smile brightened. “Maybe he hasn’t realized that the right one for him is under his nose.”

Frustration slammed into him, and he focused his concentration back on the road where it belonged. It didn’t matter that they had some things in common. She wanted Logan.