Secrets & Lies

14| Things Unsaid

I shifted my weight back and forth between each foot as I waited impatiently for Wyatt and Amelia to come down the stairs. We were supposed to leave twenty minutes ago to go to Jack's Bar.

After the very uncomfortable talk with my dad this morning, I sent Grant a text to let him know where I would be tonight. When I mentioned I wanted him to come by the bar, he questioned whether or not it was a good idea since I wasn't going to be there alone. I told him not to worry about it.

I had no idea what I was going to say to him. But we needed to talk. And as nervous as I was about going, my brother and fiancée needed to hurry the fuck up. 

"Amelia! Wyatt!" No answer. I walked closer to the base of the stairs."Hey, guys! You up there?" 

When there was still no response from either of them, I grew more frustrated and started going up the stairs to search for them. What the hell were they doing up there? It was Wyatt's idea to go to the bar in the first place.

"Hey," I said when I got to the top of the stairs and saw the pair of them. "You guys ready or what?" Then I saw Amelia's outfit. "You look amazing, Amelia."

"Thank you," she replied, glancing from me to Wyatt. "Let's get going." 

The three of us made our way out of the house we all climbed into my SUV. I quickly sent Grant a text before pulling out of the driveway. 

Me: Omw

Grant: See you soon. 

Please let tonight go okay, I prayed. The opposite just wasn't an option. 

The ride to Jack's Bar felt longer than it was. My two passengers fought over the radio the whole way and for once I didn't care. Anything to keep my mind off of what was to come. 

Once we arrived at our destination, I went straight to the bar to get drinks while Amelia and Wyatt set up the pool table. 

"Can I get a Heineken, a Long Island, and a Bud Light, please?" 

"Sure thing," the bartender said before going to get my drinks. 

I glanced around the bar, looking for one person in particular. I saw the usual groups of people along with some new faces. He said he would be here and I didn't think that he would—

"Hey, you." 

A shiver ran down my spine. I glanced to the right and there he was—leaning against the bar next to me.

"Hey. I was looking for you." 

He gave me a teasing smile. "You found me." His eyes ran over me. "No jacket tonight?" 

Thr corner of my mouth lifted in a smirk. "I seem to have forgotten it somewhere." 

When I left Grant's hotel room yesterday morning, I saw the jacket hanging on the chair. I'm not sure exactly why, but my gut told me to leave it behind.

"Seems that way." He cleared his throat and looked away from me. "I sure as hell hope that you didn't leave it behind as a way of trying to say goodbye to me." 

Is that why I did it? Did I subconsciously know that I was going to have to say goodbye to him? Again?

"I'm not saying goodbye." 

"Then what are you saying, Logan?" 

The bartender came back and sat the drinks I ordered in front of me. "Here you go." 

I put some cash on the top of the bar. "Thanks." I turned to Grant again. "Meet me in the back when I can sneak away?" 

He silently held my stare for several minutes. "Okay, Logan. Text me when you can go outside."