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‘You are. You’re doing a great job ru
She shrugged. ‘Today’s a disaster.’
‘Tell me. What happened?’
‘Crystal and I were supposed to run the festival tent for the first half of the day, until I had to judge the contest, and then Joe was going to take over. But Crystal’s kid threw up last night so she called in sick and Joe can’t get here until noon. And I can’t get a hold of Norman at all, which is really weird.’ She sighed again, but at least the tears had stopped. ‘I think they hate me.’
‘No one could hate you.’
She raised an eyebrow, an amused smile teasing him. ‘I’m sure that’s not true.’
‘I’ll help you run the table this morning.’
‘You will?’
‘Sure. As long as I get free coffee.’
She laughed. ‘We’ll see about that.’
‘And once this festival is over, we’re going to figure out what the hell is going on around here, once and for all. Okay?’
She sniffled again, but her smile was growing. ‘Okay, thanks.’
He could leave it there, but he still felt shitty about how he’d acted. ‘I am sorry about the other day.’
‘You don’t have to apologize for that. It’s what we agreed. It was my idea.’
‘I handled it poorly in the moment.’ He shifted toward her. ‘I gotta stop letting my past haunt me like that. I intend to, I mean.’
Jeanie gave a small nod, her body leaning toward his. He cupped her face in his hands again. ‘It’s really not about her anymore. It’s my own stupid pride that got hurt. I don’t want to screw things up with you, Jeanie.’
‘We can take it slow,’ she said, and he opened his mouth to argue, but she went on with a teasing smile. ‘Maybe just don’t throw me across the room next time.’
Logan huffed a laugh. ‘Sorry about that.’
‘Forgiven.’ The word ghosted across his lips right before Jeanie covered them with her own. The knot that had been coiled in his gut for a week slowly untangled with every flick of Jeanie’s tongue against his and every nibble of her teeth on his lower lip.
Logan lost track of time, lost track of everything until Jeanie pulled away and leaned her forehead against his.
‘The festival awaits,’ she said, her dark eyes glinting with excitement.
They had to go, but Logan had every intention of not getting interrupted the next time they were alone. A person could only take so many unfinished make-out sessions before they lost their damn mind.