Just Don't Fall (Sweater Weather, #1; Appies, #1)

by Emma St. Clair

I study him, wondering if maybe he has changed. Maybe he laughs all the time now. Maybe the rumors about him being intense and serious and having a quick temper were all exaggerations. But then I remember how he was in the conference room earlier. Hard. Angry. Dismissive. That seemed like a different man from the relaxed, teasing, laughing version in front of me. And the one who trapped me in the elevator and joked in my office. “What?” he asks. I shake my head. “I’m just trying to decide how you’ve changed. If you’ve changed.” “And? What’s the verdict?” “Unsure. I’ll let you know.” Logan tilts his head, and I will my cheeks not to blush under his gaze. “Well, you haven’t changed,” he says after a moment. “Still the same Parker I remember.” And … there’s the inevitable disappointment as reality punches me right in the windpipe. Logan thinks I haven’t changed. He last saw me a little over ten years ago. When I was fifteen. Practically a baby. I have changed. I’ve changed a lot. But if Logan still sees me as the same awkward kid he knew, as Brandon’s dorky little sister, then … I don’t even know what to do with that. I do know it means I cannot hold out any hope of my feelings being returned. Obviously. “Can we forget this moment ever happened?” I ask. Logan doesn’t answer. But he does get to his feet, offering me a hand. “Come on, Parker. Clearly, I need to help you up to your apartment. If you fall through doors so easily, no telling what will happen if you try to make it ...