Faking Hate (Fake It, #2) by Allyson Lindt

Author:Allyson Lindt
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Acelette Press
Published: 2020-04-09T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Logan tried to convince himself he didn’t give a fuck about the conversation with Jodie. If the first thing that came to her mind when she thought of him was that he tortured her as a teenager, pushing her away back then had worked.

And he didn’t regret his advice about the pregnancy. It was true it wasn’t his decision to make, but he didn’t want to see her throw everything away for a fling with an asshole roommate.

Which, speaking of, he was tempted to deck Noah, or worse, for tossing Jodie aside the way he had.

Logan drove. It was his standby when he needed to clear his head. He wasn’t sure how far he went. He was more concerned with what was in his thoughts than the road signs. He headed in all directions.

The sun was dipping near the horizon when he turned down a suburban street. It looked familiar. Why was he here?

He approached a familiar house, and the memories rushed back hard and fast enough he had to pull to the curb to process.

That was why he knew the place. At Christmas, their folks had decided since Logan and Jodie were in California, they’d rent a place up here for the holiday.

Logan had dreaded this family get together as much as any. He spent the first few days avoiding Jodie. That wasn’t an option Christmas morning.

When she came down to breakfast, she wore pajama pants and a T-shirt, and her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. It didn’t matter he saw her like that half the time when he dropped by her apartment. That day, with the lines of stress gone from her face and the teasing hint of a smile dancing on her lips, she was more gorgeous than he’d ever seen her.

She sat down across from him, and her mom placed a plate of French toast in front of her. “Thank you.” Jodie grinned at Megan and handed her a card. “For you and Duke. Merry Christmas.”

It had been a few years since they all gathered ‘round the tree and opened presents. Now their gift exchange consisted of envelopes and small, brightly wrapped packages passed out at the breakfast table. So Logan wasn’t surprised when Jodie handed him a gift-card sized envelope. His name was written on the front in her careful, flowing script.

“Merry Christmas.” Joy sparkled in her eyes.

He gave her the gift he’d gotten her. “Same.”

Jodie’s smile grew. “Open it.”

Her excitement was simple and contagious. Logan tried to be casual about prying the flap open on the envelope, but when it didn’t flip up easily, he gave in to curiosity and tore into the red paper.

He pulled the card out and, when he saw the generic wreath on the cover, raised his brows and looked at her.

Jodie shrugged, grin still in place. “I couldn’t find you a card that was appropriate, so I snagged one from the drug store.”

He couldn’t complain about that. Did he expect her to go out of her way? Two tickets slid into his hand.

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