Logan glanced at the clock. It was just after ten a.m.
Apprehension surged.
What the hell was going on?
Whatever it was, he knew it was big. He could feel it echoing through the house, banging the walls like a warning toll.
Logan scrubbed a hand over his face to break up the sleep, then he tugged on the pair of jeans he’d left on the floor, and he fumbled out.
Late morning light seeped through the drawn curtains, and Trent was pacing the living room.
Jud sat on the very edge of the couch with his hands clasped together, conflict tangled in his being. Logan moved to sit beside him as unease curled through his spirit.
Nathan came out from his room, his eyes wide and trained on Trent, in tune with his twin.
“What’s going on?” Concern filled Nathan’s question.
Trent roughed an agitated hand over the top of his head, and he inhaled deep before he swung back around. “We’ve got a problem. Pit’s girl is pregnant.”
Confusion bound everyone’s tongues.
“It’s mine,” he clarified.
Logan felt like he’d been zapped.
Shocked.
Stunned.
It seemed he wasn’t the only one who’d found trouble. The only one with a child on the way.
He knew this was different, though.
Trent wasn’t close to being in love. Wasn’t close to fighting for a family that’d barely begun.
He’d been sleeping with Juna as a way to get at Pit. Pit was the man Trent had been hunting since the day their mother had been gunned down. The man Trent believed ultimately responsible for her hit.
He’d been doing everything he could to get close enough to take him out since.
It appeared he’d diverged paths.
“She’s dead if he finds out,” Trent continued. “I’m taking her out of here to keep her safe until the baby is born. I’m gonna raise it myself. We’re leaving. This city and this life. We’re gonna disappear, start over. It’s a bad life, and I won’t bring a child into it.”
A sound pitched out of Logan without his permission.
Relief.
Stark, gutting relief.
He bent in two, trying to clear his head. To process it.
They’d just been offered an out on a silver platter.
“It’s okay, man. It’s gonna be okay. Promise.” Jud squeezed his knee, thinking Logan was upset while Logan wanted to shout with the out they’d been given.
He could have Aster and his family.
There was a better solution.