Logan by Genevieve Jack

Logan by Genevieve Jack

Author:Genevieve Jack [Jack, Genevieve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BA
Publisher: Carpe Luna Publishing
Published: 2015-09-08T22:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twenty-Six

The Very Good Day

Around three o’clock in the afternoon, Logan strutted into Valentine’s with a spring in his step and a song on his lips—some hip-hop number from the radio. He whistled the melody as he passed Dustin to get to the kitchen. The guy didn’t ask, but the look said it all. Logan never whistled.

After Polina left, he’d finished his crepes, then spent another hour milling around the house and thinking of her. For a good stretch of time, he laid in bed, reimagining every moment of their night together. He refused to wash her plate. At one point, he got to his knees to smell his goddamned couch.

As weird and obsessed as his actions were, his behavior was a sign of something else. Logan was happy. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt like this. Totally content. Like he fit in his own skin for the first time ever. He’d never felt this way with Grateful or with any of his girlfriends before her. This thing with Polina, as complicated as it was, felt as natural and right as breathing.

“You’re in a good mood,” Jonah said.

“It’s a good day. A very good day.”

“Sounds like someone got lucky last night,” Jonah said through a smile.

“You have no idea. I feel like the luckiest man alive.”

Jonah plated the burger he’d been working on and slid it under the warmer. He’d handled the lunch rush with ease. The place was running like Logan never left for the night.

Logan tied on an apron and got to work. When it came to cooking, he was comfortable with almost anything. Valentine’s served mainly American fare, with the occasional French cassoulet or German schnitzel, depending on the season. But it was the Italian side of the menu that lit his fire. His clam linguine was the best in the business, and his homemade meatballs were so delicious they were known to make grown women weep.

The hours passed like minutes. Not only was Logan doing his favorite thing, cooking, but he was still high from his night with Polina. Around eight, Dustin shouldered open the door. “Logan, someone wants to meet the chef. Table five.”

“Got it.” He washed up, hoping this was the good kind of meeting and not a complaint. But when he got to table five, it was Grateful and Rick, all dressed up with Lucas in his carrier sitting on the table between them. Grateful had an empty plate in front of her with the remnants of the clam linguine. The spot on the table in front of Rick was empty, like he hadn’t eaten at all.

“What brings you three in tonight?” Logan asked, smiling and shaking Rick’s hand.

“Dinner date. We tried your linguine special. It was fabulous, as usual,” Grateful said.

Rick added, “Even I tried a bite. The best I’ve had in centuries.” He gestured toward Grateful’s plate.

“You didn’t want your own?” Logan asked.

Rick shook his head, but it was Grateful who answered. “Rick doesn’t need to eat like we do.



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