Chapter 45
“Is this still about my fight with Michael?” Logan closed the bathroom door and leaned against it. “I’ve said I’m sorry.”
“I’m fine!” Hana snapped, running a hand over her stomach. “Just stop, Logan.”
“Is it those funny contractions?” His jaw moved from side to side as he chewed the inside of his cheek.
Hana snorted. “Please don’t pretend you care, Logan! Otherwise you’d be here with me instead of riding around the mountain all day and night. Just go to work and stop making excuses.”
“I’m tidying things up so we can have a proper Christmas break.” His voice rose and his brow furrowed. “The grazing on the mountain is tinder dry so we’re mustering them nearer home.”
Hana spun around, toothbrush in hand. Paste dripped onto the cool white surface surrounding the sink. “Do I lo
