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start,” I replied, trying to keep it light.
    “Right, but I’m sure you know I came to Harmony with every intention of repairing my family.”
    I remained silent. Yeah, I’m aware.
    “I know you probably have questions: Why am I back now? What might I still want? And I’ve seen you and Logan obviously getting…close.” The words didn’t come out easily.
    The predator in me needed her to understand ‘close’ didn’t accurately describe Logan and me. It was time to mark my territory. If that made me a bitch, so be it, but I didn’t trust her.
    “He loves me,” I stated with easy confidence.
    “He sure does,” Jax chimed in, setting a perfectly folded omelet in front of me. “Enjoy.”
    “Well, I’m happy for Logan,” Natasha said after a brief pause, watching me slice through the dense, gooey mini feast. “He’s a good guy. You’re a lucky girl.”
    “Yes, I am.”
    Slowly, I pulled my gaze from hers down to my plate. That thing had everything in it, sending my stomach into a pleading fit. I took a small bite. Oh, good God, yes! After another bite, I could see that the West men had a lot more than charm and good looks on their side.
    “Wow, Jax, it’s…” I had no words. “Wow,” I repeated.
    “See? Tomorrow morning you’ll be begging for another.”
    I smiled at him. “We’ll see.”
    He sat on the other side of the table across from me, took a big bite of his equally perfect-looking omelet, then leaned back in his chair, watching Natasha and me.
    Silence hung over us until he swallowed, waving his hand in the air. “Oh, go on. Don’t let me intrude,” he said before shoveling in another bite, clearly entertained.
    Natasha rolled her eyes, and I couldn’t help but want to laugh. But that impulse disappeared with Natasha’s next words.
    “I still want my family, Cassandra.”
    I set my fork down and readied myself as she continued.
    “It may be too late with Logan, but not Oliver. He’s my son, and even if Logan and I are not married or together as a couple, we’re still his mom and dad. That’s all I want. I love them both dearly, and I’m not giving up on a chance with my son.”
    “Good,” I replied instantly. Oliver deserved a family—deserved a mother.
    She seemed surprised by my response, and her smile relaxed. What Logan and I had was strong, and she wasn’t a threat to it. I wouldn’t let her be.
    “Fabulous. Well, if it’s not too much to ask, I’d like to have lunch sometime. I know it may be awkward, but—”
    The clang of Jax’s fork hitting his plate drew our attention his way. With a loud scoff, he threw up his hands. “Only Logan would have the ex bitch and new pussy sitting at a table together without slaps being thrown. Lucky son of a bitch.” He muttered the last part.
    “Anyway, you were saying?” I looked back to Natasha, disgusted at his reference to me.
    “I just want you to know that I don’t expect us to become fast friends, but I’d really like to try. I’ve made so many mistakes with this family, and I’m here now to right those. I’m sure you have put together some nasty conclusions about me, but I’m asking for you to give me a chance to show you that I’m here as a mother—nothing more.”
    I nodded, wanting desperately to believe her, but it didn’t matter. Whether it was a game or not, I’d play along…for now.
    “I care about Oliver, and because of him, I’d like to get to know you better.” It was true—the best way I could make sure she was really there for him was to find out more about her. “This week is no good, but next week maybe. I’ll let you know a day then.”
    “Sounds good.”
    “Un-fucking-believable,” Jax spit out, slamming his glass down on the table and standing with his empty plate.
    Oliver was right: Jax could eat a lot—and fast.
    Natasha and I shared a smile. “I don’t want any issues or unnecessary drama, Natasha. Getting to know each other better is for the best, I agree, but let me make