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Looking back down at the phone in my hand, I realize I got distracted with thoughts of Logan again and didn’t read his new text.
The meeting ran way too long. I’m not going to make it back to Willow Grove tonight.
I’m so sorry.
I noticed he sent the messages half an hour ago, but I still send a quick response, eagerness in my chest to check on him.
Is everything okay?
When I don’t get a response a couple of minutes later, I lock my phone again, placing it back in my purse.
I step out of the dressing room shortly after, searching the main shop for Piper. She’s leaning over a glass case, a dress bag draped over her arm and clutched tightly as if she’s afraid it might disappear. I smile to myself at the memory of her in that dress. It’s more a twitch of my lips, though, as a twinge of worry still sits in my mind at Logan’s texts.
“I think they have a few good options—what’s wrong?”
Piper stands straight up as I stop next to her, looking down at the case. “Nothing’s wrong. Oh, this one could work.” I point out a gold-colored eye mask.
“You can’t lie to me, you know. Something’s got your eyebrows pinching.” Her thumb reaches out to press lightly between my eyebrows until I relax. “What’s up, buttercup?”
I sigh, my eyes lingering on the case so she can’t read too much into how I’m feeling. “Logan has to stay in the city another night.”
She hums in understanding. “And you were supposed to see each other tonight.”
I nod my head, tracing my finger along the edge of the glass case. “I know it’s stupid. Whatever we are doing is fun. Complicated, but wholly enjoyable. I don’t expect anything from him.”
“But you were still excited to see him.” She brushes my hair over my shoulder. Her gaze drops to snag mine. “And that’s okay. You deserve to have something exciting to look forward to.”
I can hear the next word, so I supply it for her. “But…”
“But just remember who he is.”
I lean my head against her shoulder as her arm wraps around my back. “Yeah, that’s what I’m worried about.”
“What’s with the long faces, girls?” Daphne comes around the corner with my grandmother. “Good, y’all found the masks. Any good ones?”
Ophelia steps up to the other side of me, her eyes taking stock of me. A question is clear on her face, asking what happened.
I shake my head and give her a small smile. I’ll talk to her about it later. After I mull it over and beat every thought to death in my mind.
“I think I like this one,” Piper directs our attention to a silver mask adorned with moons and stars. It was like it was made for the dress she’s currently clutching to her chest.
Daphne immediately goes to flag down an employee to unlock the case, obviously realizing what I did at the same time.
Piper nudges my side, pointing to the opposite end.
The small gasp I release tells her all she needs to know.
When the attendant shows up with a key, Piper requests both of them to be brought out to try on. As soon as we place them to our eyes, we just stare at each other. Grinning like schoolgirls, giddy with excitement.
“We’ll take them.”
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Logan
“So, I can put you down for your regular booth?”
“Of course, hon,” Mary excitedly nods her head. The beads on her hair wrap jingle as they dance against each other.
