Chapter 49

Leaving Abigail’s, I was still as confused as I was prior, but I could see a little more clearly how I was going to make a decision. My first point of call was to message Logan.

‘Can we meet up tonight?’

Within seconds, he replied.

‘Just let me know where and when and I am yours.’

‘I have a date with Brax; I will message you once I am done.’

‘I will be there.’

His enthusiasm was refreshing. I organized my time before the date with Brax. I had no idea what he was planning as he wanted it to be a surprise but asked me to dress comfortably. I opted to go for a casual t-shirt, leggings, and a cardigan. I was ready well within time for Brax to pick me up; he was insistent on that much.

I found myself waiting outside my house for Brax at 1:55pm. He pulled up shortly after. I jumped into the car eagerly. It was a different change of pace from Logan. There were no opening doors or pulling my chair out. Brax was what anyone would call a normal guy. I looked over my shoulder checking the backseat to see if there were any clues for our date, but unfortunately there were none. He found it amusing that I was still trying to guess the surprise.

The car ride became filled with general chit chat about my day. I avoided the subject of Logan where possible, it was also difficult trying to describe why I spontaneously spent the morning with my sister. Brax did not know much about me, but he did know I was not the type to spend my Saturday morning at my sister's. I tried to change the subject by probing about the date, but Brax quickly saw through that, and we fell into a comfortable silence.

We turned down a street I recognised immediately. We were heading towards one of my favourite parks. As suspected a few moments later, Brax took the turn for the car park. I was excited as I could lose myself for hours walking around the lake and through the woodland trails. Once we were parked up and out of the car, I found myself taking a long deep breath of the woodland air.

Brax headed to the boot and pulled out a backpack and pulled it on. I questioned over what was inside, but he was still as tightlipped as before. We walked side by side down the main path and onto one of the trails. As we walked, our hands brushed against each other a few times before Brax interlaced his fingers with mine. The warmth of his hand sent a slow warmth spreading up my arm and filling me inside. It was a different kind of sensation to the raw passion I felt with Logan.

I found myself making more comparisons as we walked between the two men. Brax talked about the trails and how he loved being there. I found myself listening but not letting the information sink in entirely. I was distracted by how it felt right to be with Brax, but somehow still felt like something was missing. I could not let go of that feeling for some reason no matter how hard I tried to push it away.

We slowed down on the trail to a point where the trees opened into a large clearing. Brax led me over to one of the picnic tables in the clearing and took a seat. I followed his lead, taking a seat next to him. Opening his bag, he offered me a bottle of water. I politely declined, still too distracted to concentrate fully. He could tell there was something on my mind, as he gently nudged me with his shoulder.

“What’s on your mind?”

I found myself reacting quickly and turning to look at him. “I’m sorry you’ve organised a perfect afternoon and here I am away with the fairies.”

“Be honest with me, is it Logan?”

I was taken aback by his question, “was I being that obvious?

“No, yes, I don’t know.” He paused. “I’m guessing you can’t help but compare us right now. Every move I make you wonder what Logan would be doing and vice versa?”

“Are you in my head or something?” I smiled.

He chuckled, “It makes sense. I mean he put you in a sticky situation.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t want to spend our time together, half here and half stuck in my head.”

“Can I try something?”

I tilted my head and raised my brow.