Logan

“Where’re you going?” Marshall stopped me at the door as Seven and I were leaving.

“Out,” I threw over my shoulder. I had already spoken with the chef on duty and had ordered Lycia a big lunch. I just hoped and prayed the baby made it. If Lycia loses the baby, we'll both be devastated. But I intend to ensure that doesn’t happen.

“I’m coming with you.” My brother always had my back, no matter what, and was used to attending to business with ...