Hail Mary: Book 8 Last Play Romances: (A Bachelor Billionaire Companion) by Taylor Hart

Author:Taylor Hart [Hart, Taylor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Archstone Ink
Published: 2017-07-03T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Logan knew he was in a dream because the woman with the zebra-print dress was upside down, shouting his name. “Logan! Logan!”

He thought he smelled grass and the smell of cleats, but he couldn’t see any of the other faces.

“Wake up!” the zebra-print woman shouted.

His mind flashed to an image of a green beer bottle smashing against a wall and glass shattering. Reflexively, he tried to cover his face to protect it from the glass.

His movement woke him, and he felt the beads of sweat on his forehead and all down his back. He turned to look at the clock. Five-thirty in the morning.

He was alone, in the guest bedroom. He lay back down, thinking it had been three when he’d put Paris to bed, then gone to bed himself. He couldn’t get back to sleep, just lying there, his heart racing. Thinking about his dream, the woman. Kim.

How, in this alternate reality, had he gotten engaged to Kim? He lay there, thinking about all he’d learned about his life yesterday. He went through each piece of information and placed it in the puzzle of the gap of eight years.

Was there something he didn’t want to remember?

To him, the answer was obvious. He’d screwed up his life; that’s what he didn’t want to remember. The longer he thought about it, the more it didn’t make sense. He still didn’t know exactly why things hadn’t worked out with Paris.

Why? Why? Why?

Why won’t she answer the question?

Getting up, he pulled some gym clothes out of the bag he’d packed and quickly put them on. He needed to run. He could tell he did. The minute he hit the trail around the lake, it felt good, more than good. His mind began to clear and he could pinpoint the gaps in the timeline.

Gaps that he wanted—needed—answers to.

By the time he got back to the cabin, it was almost nine. He’d been running a long time. He noticed he was sweating, but not very tired. His stomach grumbled. Luckily, when he pulled back the sliding door, Paris’s dad was in the kitchen and Logan could smell bacon.

The sound of music drew him toward the piano, where Paris was engrossed in her playing. He watched her hands dance across the keys, even though her eyes were closed. Was she composing? Pausing, he tried to decipher if he knew the song, but he couldn’t tell.

“Logan, you’re back just in time. Go shower and we’ll eat before we go attend a service,” her dad said.

Logan turned and her dad had a big smile on his face. He nodded to Paris and winked at him.

Logan hesitated, then remembered all the times he’d come in the summer and stayed the weekend. He’d gone to church with them, an old church on the outskirts of Star Valley. He didn’t move. How did he tell Paris’s dad that he didn’t want to go?

He could tell by the look on her dad’s face that there would be no telling him no. “Go on, get showered.

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