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“Did you do this?” I managed a glimpse.

“I planned it…Josh and Sam did this,” he brushed my hair and I tensed at his touch. “They went back to Josh’s house for popcorn. Sam said you wouldn’t mind. Or that maybe you would, and she’d deal with it later.”

I knew he was waiting for me to say something. Or hell to look him in the eye.

I finally did, releasing a shaky breath. “Why do I feel so intimidated right now?”

His jaw tightened and he glanced down. “I think I might know why.” When his gaze returned, his eyes were softer. “And I know how to fix it.” Logan held a hand out to me.

The moment I placed mine in his, he drew me forward making my head tilt up. His breath was on my lips. “Close your eyes and trust me.”

I closed them instantly and gripped his hand tighter.

He spun me to face forward and placed his free hand on my side.

“Thank you,” he said before he pushed us off, gliding across the ice.

“For what?” I breathed, eyes still closed.

“For trusting me.” We glided side by side for a few minutes, the edge of his face close to mine. He shifted behind me, our bodies flush.

“Don’t worry, we have much more room here.”

I eased, feeling my space and sped my movements across the ice, freeing myself of his hold. And though my eyes were closed, I knew a wall was a short distance ahead. Logan’s hand caught mine and guided me in a swift wide turn. I smiled. “I was going to do it.”

His mouth was by my ear. “I wasn’t taking a chance.”

I felt safe and warm all over. My body melted into his, feeling at ease and content to be so close to him. My mind might have still been a mess, but my body knew where it belonged.

His arms wrapped around me from behind and he leaned down. “I’m sorry baby.”

I swung around, with my eyes open and threw my arms around him, burying my face in his neck. He lifted me off the ice and spun us in place.

He set me back down and tilted his head. “How about now? Still terrifying?”

I shook my head.

He took my hands. “I’m sorry, Ray. When I saw you with him… I just thought the worst. I found out later that you and him have been done for a while. But it was hard to shake off.”

“I tried to tell you…once or twice maybe,” I bit my lip, unsure if the effort was really there.

“That night at the rink, I know.”

I smiled lazily. “But then you swept me off my feet and made me forget.”

He laughed. “Yeah, right, youforgot.” Then he swallowed, his eyes regretful. “I’m sorry I showed you the photo. I should have deleted it instead of using it against you. I think part of me knew it wasn’t real.” He poked my stomach and smirked. “Body language was all wrong. Or right. However you want to look at it.”

The smile was wiped from my face and I moved my gaze to his chest. “You were right, Logan. He was part of what pushed me to you that night I came over. And that’s not fair to you.”

He lifted my chin. “Remind me to thank him.”

“You made me feel whole that night. That night and at the rink, in the dark. I felt safe, healed, protected with your arms around me. It was…” I shut my eyes again and felt my throat clog, “so hard to let that go.”

“Thank you. I know this isn’t going to make any sense, but I trust you with my heart because you refused to risk losing it.”

I froze in his arms and could only nod in response.

“I love you, Rayne. I love that boy too. You two changed my whole world. And not just the way I’d been living it the past two years. Tisch and I have been broken and untrusting and chose a life without ever giving our heart to someone. Within weeks of knowing you, I managed to equally divide it between two people.”