Fallen Crest Public (Fallen Crest High, #3)

by Tijan

“It’s true. We’re like a walking Hallmark card, full of quotes and bible verses. We make people feel like they’ve been touched by an angel.” “Oh, shit,” someone laughed. Another commented, “He makes people feel touched all right.” A third snorted, “And not from anything angelic.”

“I… I…” she sputtered, drawing to her tallest height. “I’m not. Of course not, I’m just taken aback by the camaraderie between you two. There’s no hard feelings?” “Why would there be?” Logan asked, throwing an arm around my shoulders. He lifted up on his tiptoes so we were the same height and then he patted me on the arm twice. “She dips in both of our cream dishes.” “Logan!” We waited as she swayed on her feet, a hand to her chest. Then she sputtered again, “This is disgusting.

“She’s the love of my life.” My heart was pumping so damn fast. I needed to see her.

As she headed back out, we heard her mutter to another nurse in the hallway, “They grow them like that nowadays? Sign me up to be a cougar. Holy crapola.”

Sometimes family hurts you more than they could ever love you. That’s a truth a lot of people don’t want to hear, but sometimes people get the opposite. They get the families that love you more than they could ever hurt you. Those people are the luckiest in the world. You know what pisses me off? Is that they probably don’t even know it. They don’t know how lucky they are, but, Sam, you’re one of them.”

“Logan couldn’t love me because he’s in love with you. It’s finally out there now.” She paused and an abrupt laugh came from her. “Logan’s in love with you.” She kept laughing all the way to her car, but I couldn’t move. Logan was in love with me. Fuck.