Blinding Rain, Season 2, Episode 7 (Rising Storm) by Elisabeth Naughton Page B

you know.” She trailed her fingers down the sleeve of his shirt and across his bare forearm. “You could come in if you want. Stay the night. I promise to be quiet so they don’t know you’re there and to wake you when you need to get up for work.”
    Logan looked down at her in the shadows in front of her parents’ house and tried to feel something—anything for her. God knew, if he could put Ginny Moreno out of his heart and fall for someone else, his life would sure as hell be a lot easier. He’d thought he’d loved Delia once, but that feeling had faded so fast, he’d realized long ago it hadn’t been love. It’d been the lust of a teenage boy and not much more. He tried to pull up that lust now, hoping if he could feel even that, it’d be a good sign. But he couldn’t. All he felt for Delia was the warm rush of shared memories and nothing else.
    He drew a half step away, letting her know he wasn’t interested. “I don’t think I’ll be ready for that anytime soon.” When her face fell with the bite of rejection, he added, “I just got out of a relationship.”
    “With the pregnant girl?” When his eyes widened at her brashness, she said, “I heard the rumors. I just didn’t believe them until right now. How could you of all people have gotten involved with someone who lied and cheated the way she did?”
    The hair on Logan’s nape tingled, and he glared down at her. “Careful, Delia. It wasn’t that long ago you were the girl at the center of Storm’s rumor mill, lying to everyone about your indiscretions. If anyone should feel sympathetic to what Ginny’s going through, it’s you.”
    Delia’s mouth snapped closed, and she glanced down at his shirt. “You’re right,” she said quietly. “That was bitchy of me.”
    Now he felt like a douche for calling her out on it. That guilt swirled inside Logan.
    Delia lifted her gaze to his and studied him for several seconds. “So you and Ginny. Are you still in love with her?”
    “No,” he huffed.
    “You denied that awfully quick there, Logan Murphy. Sounds to me like there’s still something between the two of you.”
    “Well, there’s not.” He crossed his arms over his chest, but even to his own ears, that declaration sounded lame.
    He wasn’t still in love with Ginny. He was trying his best to get over her and move on with his life. It wasn’t his fault this was a small town and he kept running into her every damn place he went.
    “If there’s one thing I know a lot about,” Delia said softly, interrupting his thoughts, “it’s regret. I made my fair share of mistakes here and in Dallas, but the regret...that lives with a person. It’s why I came back here. It’s why I’m trying to fix things with my parents. It’s not easy to ask people to give you a second chance, but everyone deserves that, regardless of what they’ve done. Me included.”
    She hesitated and looked up at him. “Maybe that’s what you need. A second chance with Ginny.”
    He frowned because that was not what he’d expected her to say after that little diatribe. If anything, he’d expected her to talk about a second chance between him and her. “You don’t know anything about me and Ginny.”
    “I know you still love her. I saw it in your eyes when you looked at her. And I heard it in your voice just now. That doesn’t bode well for me at the moment but...life is short. You of all people should know that from your time in the military. People make mistakes. Happiness, though...true happiness...that’s very hard to come by. If you have a chance to be happy with Ginny, I think you should ignore everything else and go for it. Because trust me, happiness like that doesn’t come around all that often.”
    His pulse sped up, and his heart beat hard and fast as he stared at her and tried to tell himself she didn’t know what she was talking about. But his brain was spinning too fast to convince himself of that. And when she moved close, lifted to her