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to go?”
“Well, there isn’t much around here except drive-thru’s and The Ham Hut. It’s a sandwich place and they’re always packed at this time of day.”
“Might I suggest something,” said Tom. “Carlisle’s is a few miles from here.”
“Perfect,” Logan responded. “Nice place. And their menu has everything you can imagine.”
“Sloppy Joe sandwiches?” she joked.
He snaked her a smile. “It might be more gourmet sloppy, but if that’s what you want, it’ll be my main objective to make sure that’s what they serve you.”
A few minutes later as they pulled in front of the restaurant, Jordana quickly noticed Carlisle’s would be nothing like a quick bite at The Ham Hut. With decorative flames waving behind the elegantly etched steel sign and tall, glossy black front doors, it was the kind of establishment where judges and surgeons went to socialize and network.
“I’m not appropriately dressed,” she said, nervousness building as they approached.
“You’re a professional in medicine. Be proud,” he told her, opening the door. “Just walk in with confidence and no one will bat an eye.” Then he winked.
She smiled. Well then, she could do that.
They were shown to a table near the rear, and she ordered an iced tea with lemon. Her options were overwhelming when she opened the red leather bound menu, everything from complex salads to quail eggs to open-faced salmon sandwiches. She settled for soup and salad.
After the server took their order, Logan said, “Jordana, I’d like to talk about last Saturday, if that’s all right with you.”
Nervousness bubbling up, she nodded and sucked in a breath. “Of course.”
“I was a little disappointed you left the way you did.”
Reminded of her rude exit, she felt her cheeks stain with red heat. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have snuck off like that. I’d told you everything I knew and I just…didn’t want to get in the way.” Embarrassment had been her main motivator.
“I understand the whole situation must’ve been very bizarre for you.” The waiter poured two full glasses of water and Logan waited until he departed. “More than anything, I’ve wanted to find you so I could thank you.”
“Thank me?” That explained the thorough search.
“For what you did. I never got the chance to. Everything you said was true. I had a serious conversation with Rebecca the day after the event, once my brain stopped sizzling.”
“That must’ve been awkward, to put it mildly. Considering what she’d come close to doing to you.”
“Well, it’s definitely not the something I ever want to experience again. I said I wouldn’t make a big deal of this as long as she told Ben about the baby, and to let him try to do the right thing. If he didn’t step up, I reminded her of all the support she’d find through his family. Rebecca just needed reassurance she wasn’t alone.”
His perspective on this impressed her. By his tone and demeanor, he didn’t even harbor ill feelings toward the woman. If he did, he hid it very well. “You aren’t mad she drugged you? You do realize if she’d put too much in your cocktail, you could’ve been seriously sick. Even died.”
He leaned back, sweeping a napkin across his leg. “You have a point, but fortunately for me, all I got was a fuzzy memory and a migraine. But anger takes a lot of energy I can’t spare. Am I disappointed in her as a friend? Very. Mad as hell? No. I’d rather forget the ordeal and move on.”
“That’s very mature of you.”
“A man is capable of it once in a while.”
She giggled. “Right, well, some would feel a little animosity toward her for trying to manipulate their lives.”
He gave a one-shoulder shrug. “No real damage was done. I’ve learned to let go of things that, in the end, don’t affect my present or future. The only thing I lost in this was a friend. Luckily, I can choose more of those.” He moved his gaze out the window, drumming his
“Well, there isn’t much around here except drive-thru’s and The Ham Hut. It’s a sandwich place and they’re always packed at this time of day.”
“Might I suggest something,” said Tom. “Carlisle’s is a few miles from here.”
“Perfect,” Logan responded. “Nice place. And their menu has everything you can imagine.”
“Sloppy Joe sandwiches?” she joked.
He snaked her a smile. “It might be more gourmet sloppy, but if that’s what you want, it’ll be my main objective to make sure that’s what they serve you.”
A few minutes later as they pulled in front of the restaurant, Jordana quickly noticed Carlisle’s would be nothing like a quick bite at The Ham Hut. With decorative flames waving behind the elegantly etched steel sign and tall, glossy black front doors, it was the kind of establishment where judges and surgeons went to socialize and network.
“I’m not appropriately dressed,” she said, nervousness building as they approached.
“You’re a professional in medicine. Be proud,” he told her, opening the door. “Just walk in with confidence and no one will bat an eye.” Then he winked.
She smiled. Well then, she could do that.
They were shown to a table near the rear, and she ordered an iced tea with lemon. Her options were overwhelming when she opened the red leather bound menu, everything from complex salads to quail eggs to open-faced salmon sandwiches. She settled for soup and salad.
After the server took their order, Logan said, “Jordana, I’d like to talk about last Saturday, if that’s all right with you.”
Nervousness bubbling up, she nodded and sucked in a breath. “Of course.”
“I was a little disappointed you left the way you did.”
Reminded of her rude exit, she felt her cheeks stain with red heat. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have snuck off like that. I’d told you everything I knew and I just…didn’t want to get in the way.” Embarrassment had been her main motivator.
“I understand the whole situation must’ve been very bizarre for you.” The waiter poured two full glasses of water and Logan waited until he departed. “More than anything, I’ve wanted to find you so I could thank you.”
“Thank me?” That explained the thorough search.
“For what you did. I never got the chance to. Everything you said was true. I had a serious conversation with Rebecca the day after the event, once my brain stopped sizzling.”
“That must’ve been awkward, to put it mildly. Considering what she’d come close to doing to you.”
“Well, it’s definitely not the something I ever want to experience again. I said I wouldn’t make a big deal of this as long as she told Ben about the baby, and to let him try to do the right thing. If he didn’t step up, I reminded her of all the support she’d find through his family. Rebecca just needed reassurance she wasn’t alone.”
His perspective on this impressed her. By his tone and demeanor, he didn’t even harbor ill feelings toward the woman. If he did, he hid it very well. “You aren’t mad she drugged you? You do realize if she’d put too much in your cocktail, you could’ve been seriously sick. Even died.”
He leaned back, sweeping a napkin across his leg. “You have a point, but fortunately for me, all I got was a fuzzy memory and a migraine. But anger takes a lot of energy I can’t spare. Am I disappointed in her as a friend? Very. Mad as hell? No. I’d rather forget the ordeal and move on.”
“That’s very mature of you.”
“A man is capable of it once in a while.”
She giggled. “Right, well, some would feel a little animosity toward her for trying to manipulate their lives.”
He gave a one-shoulder shrug. “No real damage was done. I’ve learned to let go of things that, in the end, don’t affect my present or future. The only thing I lost in this was a friend. Luckily, I can choose more of those.” He moved his gaze out the window, drumming his
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