Logan took off to find her, then backtracked for Mason’s Escalade. Taylor had taken his.
Fighting back a smirk, Mason dug for his keys.
Logan’s head hung low. “Don’t start.” He held out his hand.
Mason didn’t drop the keys, prompting Logan to look up at him.
“Just tell her the truth. She’ll understand,” he said.
“Yeah.” Logan nodded and took the keys. “I’m hoping I get the chance.”
“You’ll be fine. She loves you. You love her.” Mason patted him on the shoulder, but he was looking at me. “Check the ego, be vulnerable, and anything’s possible.”
Warmth spread inside of me. I knew he was talking about us—about my fear of marriage and his need to protect me without me even knowing. He was right, though. Everything would be fine. I believed that.
“Thanks.” Logan glanced back at me. “Don’
