Wild Girl (Wild Men Texas #3) - Melissa Belle Page 0,3

her shoulder at Dye, who’s just begun a game of ball with a restless Rusty.

“He’s distracted,” Ginny assures me. “Tell me more about your knee.”

I laugh. “There’s nothing to tell! Like I said, he lightly squeezed it after I asked him if something was going on.”

“And you think it was some sort of signal about his engagement.” Ginny purses her lips. “I bet it was! But what could the secret be? And do you think Blake knows?”

“I don’t think he does,” I say. “Because he’s been really frustrated and acting like he’s trying to pull the story out of Logan.”

I’ve just caught one of Dye’s errant passes and am in the process of wiping Rusty’s drool off my hand when Ginny points her straw at me.

“You know who I bet knows.” She opens her mouth, but I’m already beating her to it.

“Luke.”

She nods. “He’s driving back to Montana as soon as he’s sure Logan’s okay. And you said Logan went home this morning, right?”

I nod. “I offered to pick him up at the hospital, but his mama wanted to do it. She has him staying in his childhood bedroom in the main house so she can baby him.” I smile. “She thinks he’ll get better faster if she can take care of him. I’m going to go visit him later on.”

“You know what we should do?” Ginny says, a sneaky smile lighting her face. “Pay Mr. Wild and his Montana cousin a friendly visit together. That way, we can pump Luke for anything he knows.”

“How will we separate Logan from Luke, though?” I rest my chin on my hand and think. “We can’t exactly ask Luke for information with Logan sitting right there.”

Ginny snaps her fingers. “Tell Logan you want to read him more entries from your diary. Tell him he’s the only one that can help free you from your painful past.”

“Seriously?” I sigh. “Is that the best idea you’ve got? Reading to Logan almost got us into trouble last time. It felt so intimate.”

“But effective,” Ginny reminds me. “Right? You said you really made headway with your writing afterward.”

“Not exactly. I’ve tried to steer my subconscious mind away from incorporating him into my novel.”

“Stop trying so hard.” Ginny pats my hand. “You read to Logan, and I’ll sweet talk Luke.”

“Hey,” Ben says as he returns from dealing with a liquor delivery out back.

Ginny and I look at each other. The second Ben steps behind the bar, I grab my purse, and Ginny jumps off her stool.

“Can you watch over things for a few minutes, Benny? We have to go see someone.”

Chapter Four

Logan

“Christ.” I glare at Blake as he tries to get me into yet another round of poker. “You’ve been cleaning up.”

Luke, Brayden, Blake, and I have been sitting in my childhood bedroom since lunchtime. Blake got his dad to agree to let him skip work for the afternoon so he could hang out with me. And he convinced Luke and Brayden to stay another night so we’d have more players for poker.

“I need a fucking break.” I push away the cards. “Get out of here. All of you.”

Blake and Brayden leave, but Luke hangs back.

“How are you planning to get through the next couple of weeks till your wedding?” he asks me in a low tone. “Is Macey suspicious? You need to be careful.”

“I will be.” I don’t tell him how I almost spilled the truth to her at the hospital. “I’m trying.”

At the knock on the door, Luke whips around.

“Knock, knock.” Ginny and Macey are in the doorway. Both of them have big smiles on their faces.

Macey’s wearing her sexy, lilac top paired with my favorite jeans of hers, the ones that hug her hips and show off her gorgeous curves. She’s got a bouquet of wildflowers in her hand.

“What are those for?” I ask.

“For you, silly.”

I smile. “They’re pretty. Thank you.”

“I picked them on our way over.”

Mama walks down the hallway and stops to exclaim over the flowers. She says she’ll take them and find the “best vase in the house” to show them off.

“Oh, and I’m glad you’re both here.” She reaches into her apron pocket and pulls out the airline tickets Mrs. Phillips had dropped off this morning. “These are for you two,” she says as she hands a ticket each to Macey and then Ginny.

“What is this?” Macey’s voice is strained.

“Gigi’s daddy bought a block of tickets for guests for a commercial flight to Orlando on the fourth. The hotel’s been paid