Always The Hero (Plot Twist, I'm Pregnant 2)

“Wonder why,” I grumbled, placing my chin in my hand as I perched my elbow on the door.

“We will see you soon, okay?” Logan said. “Love you, Lu. See you soon.” He disconnected the call, but I couldn’t help but feel disconnected from everything.

Maybe I didn’t belong here after all.

Chapter Fifteen

Logan

I knew something was wrong way before I pulled into Lucy’s driveway. I wanted to ask, but Lucy was on the porch when we got there, waiting for us impatiently. She waved her hands in the air like we couldn’t see her. Lucy wore a big, happy smile as she ran toward the truck.

“You have three seconds to tell me what’s wrong, or it will be too late, and Lucy will bombard you,” I told Abigail and leaned my arms against the steering wheel. I looked at her and saw the terror all over her face. She was so nervous, and it wasn’t about Lucy.

It was about Maria.

All of that would come to an end today, that I fucking promise. I wouldn’t let Maria ruin my good thing because she was too fearful to enjoy what she had. I was done being nice, and if anything happened today, it would be the straw that broke the camel’s back, and I would go off on her.

Lucy tried to open the door, but since it was locked, she couldn’t. She knocked and tried again, being impatient as ever. Abigail unlocked the door, and the moment Lucy heard it, she yanked the door open and yanked Abigail into her arms. We weren’t even out of the truck yet.

“Oh my god. It’s so nice to meet you. I’ve heard so much about you,” Lucy said, swaying Abigail from side to side.

I got out of the truck, feeling a bit forgotten, but it was alright. I understood my sister’s happiness because I felt the same way.

Godrick came up to me while holding his son and held a hand out. “Happy you could join us.” Haden came in behind him and peered over my shoulder to see Abigail wide-eyed as she stared at him through the windshield.

“I need to go get my girl before she runs away from me. And we all know she knows this city like the back of her hand. I’d never find her again.”

Haden snorted, and Godrick grinned. I hurried around the truck and pulled my sister off my girlfriend. That was the longest hug that ever existed. I tucked Abigail under my arm and gave Lucy the glare.

“What?” she asked me innocently. “I’m just glad to meet her. She’s so pretty, Logan.”

“I know she is.” I gave Abigail’s forehead a quick peck. The breeze blew by just then, and the coconut in her hair had me closing my eyes and relaxing, even if it was just for a second before my sister opened her mouth again.

“So where did you guys meet?” Lucy started with the questions, and Abigail held onto my shirt with a tight grip. “I want to know everything.”

“That’s what scares me,” I said, placing my hand on Abigail’s lower back and guiding her to the front door. My sister lived on the outside of the city in a beautiful, large, cabin style mansion with a wrap-around porch. Godrick had it built for them, and they had no neighbors, just beautiful trees, and an endless amount of property.

“Hi, Abigail,” Haden greeted. “I don’t know if you remember me.” He held out his hand, wanting her to take it, so he had a proper introduction, and with a shaky hand, she met his. He smiled like he had just won first place. “You look good,” he said. “I see Logan has taken care of you.”

“Of course he has. Logan is the best guy there is, next to Godrick.”

“Thank you, sweetheart,” Godrick said, and Lucy blew him a kiss as she swished her long red hair over her shoulder. I saw the heat in Godrick’s eyes, and I never understood it before, but now that I had my own woman to drive me up the wall and to an erotic edge, I could relate all too well.

Abigail had yet to say anything, and I wasn’t going to push her, not like I usually do. This was her first gathering, and she already felt backed into a corner. I didn’t know what was worse, the fact that I didn’t tell Lucy about Abigail’s past or not. Haden already knew and so did Godrick. He hired her on my word, without her social security card or anything.

He could get in trouble for that, but he helped me out, and why should she be hindered because she didn’t have those documents? Tomorrow would be a big day for Abigail. We would apply for her social security card, birth certificate, and all that. I hoped. I wasn’t sure how to do all that actually since she didn’t remember anything.

“Maria is inside,” Lucy said, and Abigail froze in place. “Gabriel just got here and is in there with her. I’ll ask her to leave if you want?” Lucy didn’t ask me; she asked Abigail.

Abigail held her chin up high and shook her head. Her shoulders were back, her spine straight, ready to tackle anything life threw at her, and I was so proud. Godrick and Haden followed behind us as we entered through the massive wooden door. It was round instead of rectangular like most doors. Three men could fit inside of it at once, but it was light at the same time, so Lucy didn’t have trouble opening it.

Abigail’s eyes were wide as she took in the place. It was nice. More than anything, I would probably ever be able to afford, and I hoped that would be okay. I could provide her with a nice life, just not millions of dollars.

Lucy pulled out a bottle of wine and brought down a glass. “Wine?”

Abigail looked at me for approval, but she never needed it. I nodded, telling her to go ahead, and she gave Lucy a small grin.

Lucy poured the Moscato, which shouldn’t even be considered wine, but juice. “Here you go. So tell me everything about you. Where did you guys meet? What do you do?” Lucy practically bounced on her feet; she was so excited to get to know Abigail. The questions made me uncomfortable, and I knew they did my girl too. I should have told Lucy, but I didn’t want her to be biased toward Abigail, and I should have known better. My sister would never treat someone badly because of their past.