anything Daniel might feel he’d like to get into, that might give him more motivation to explore his world.”
Logan was quiet a moment, then he turned his focus to her. “I guess parents are always supposed to teach their kids to explore the world.”
“That gets scarier for both the parents and kids as they get older. Learning to walk across the room suddenly becomes all-day kindergarten and then piano lessons, and then driving and dating!”
Logan remarked, “Your parents encouraged you to explore your world. Your education was as important to them as it was to you.”
“It wasn’t just my education,” Gina said quietly, hoping she could break through the icy wall Logan had constructed between them.
“I know. There was your younger sister. Did she eventually go to school?”
“Yes, she did. Angie is a nurse and I’m proud of her.” If only they could keep talking—
Suddenly Logan stood. “It’s good you don’t have any regrets.”
She hadn’t said she didn’t have regrets.
Logan went on, “This is bath night and it’s one of the things I enjoy doing most with my son, at least until he gets old enough to ride a horse. I’ll help you gather this up and walk you out.”
As he stuffed a toy elephant and lion into one of her drawstring bags, she asked him, “Are you still angry that I left?”
His answer was slow in coming as his gaze finally met hers. “I’ll probably always be angry that you left. But…if you hadn’t left, I wouldn’t have Daniel. I love him more than anything in this world.”
There was nothing she could say to that.
A few days later, when Gina stopped in at the Target that had recently opened in Sagebrush, she ran through the baby department. It was a habit, keeping her eye on the latest trends in toys and car seats, in strollers and play furniture. Tonight, she pushed her cart around the corner into the toy department. There, she stopped cold.
Logan stood in front of a shelf, holding a remote-control car in one arm, studying the RC truck directly in front of him.
For a nanosecond, Gina thought about turning around and going the other way. Logan didn’t have to know she’d seen him. He didn’t have to know she was here. But that was the coward’s way out. She was no longer a coward. At least she hoped she wasn’t.
Rolling her cart up beside him, she asked, “Looking for a new hobby?”
He went still, then he turned to face her. “No,” he drawled in that Texas deep baritone that had always curled her toes. “I thought Hannah and I might take bets on who could run their car across the yard the fastest.”
Gina laughed at his wry tone. “I bet Daniel would enjoy that. He might even chase one.”
“That’s the idea,” Logan assured her.
At that moment, they both understood the motivation Daniel needed to learn to walk. It was the first tension-free moment she and Logan had shared.
He nodded to her cart filled with three pairs of shorts and a few knit tops. “New wardrobe for summer?” he joked.
Actually it was. She didn’t owe him any explanations but she explained anyway. “I lost a few pounds so I needed something that fitted a little better than what was in my closet.”
“Intentionally?”
“What?” she asked, lost in his eyes for the moment.
“Did you lose weight intentionally?”
He was looking at her in a way that made her nerve endings dance. She hadn’t felt that way when a man looked at her for a very long time. “No, not intentionally. With the move, a new job, a new life really, it just happened.”
“Are you glad you moved back here?”
Standing here face-to-face with Logan, she wasn’t quite sure how to answer. Finally she responded, “I like the life I’m building. I like the new friends I’ve made. My practice is rewarding and it’s good to be near family again.”
“You stayed away a long time.”
“Yes, I did, in part because I didn’t want to face you.”
For a moment, Logan’s guard slipped and he
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