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‘I can imagine it,’ Logan said, the gruffness of his voice hiding the emotion Jeanie knew was behind it.
‘You can? You told me you loved me after like a month,’ she said, leaning her shoulder against his, loving his sturdiness.
He let out a small laugh. ‘I know, but you made it easy.’
She smiled. ‘I did?’
‘Yeah. You were kind of obvious.’
‘Hey!’ She swatted him playfully on the arm. ‘You were pretty obvious, too.’
‘Oh, really?’
‘Well. Nothing says I love you like installing new locks.’
‘Is that so?’
‘Anything that involves a toolbox really. Fixing something, making something. Big giant ‘I love you’ gestures.’
‘Wow, I had no idea.’
Jeanie leaned into him again. ‘Yep.’
‘I’m glad we were both obvious about it,’ he said, before their attention drifted back to Dot and Norman’s reunion. Jeanie couldn’t imagine working next to Logan every day and not being able to tell him how she felt, or hold his hand, or kiss him. It would be torture.
But she could imagine how someone might worry that they were unlovable. It might have crossed her mind a time or two. The fact that her brave, strong aunt felt the same way made Jeanie think that maybe no one had things really figured out.
And maybe that was okay.
Maybe she could be cheerful and dark, messy and competent, sunshine and rain, New Jeanie and Old Jeanie mixed together.
Logan pressed a kiss to the top of her head, and she felt the warmth of it down to her toes.
It certainly seemed to be working out so far.
Maybe the picture-perfect small-town life she had imagined didn’t exist, but the one she had found was pretty damn perfect for her.