your house or mine, I don’t care. We’ve a lot on our plates right now, and I need to be with you.”
“I’d like that, Logan. Let’s go.”
Chapter 10
Thumpthumpthumpthump…The baby’s heart beat fast and strong when the doctor put the Doppler probe on Teresa’s belly. “Oh, my God,” she said. “Logan, do you hear that?”
His own heart began thrumming. “It’s a miracle.”
The ob-gyn indulged them. “Let’s do the ultrasound and I’ll give you both pictures.”
The photos of their unborn child consisted ofsquiggles and fuzzy whiteness that made it hard to decipher the image. Nonetheless, Logan was mesmerized. When they left the office, the February wind whipped and snow drifted around them, but warmth rose inside him
.
“Logan, can you see me home? I’m afraid I might fall, so I took a cab here.”
He checked his watch. “I have an appointment.” With Magdalena. “But I can do that.”
They reachedTeresa’s place, and she asked him to escort her inside, where she said, “Would you stay? I’m shaky from the excitement.”
“Then you should rest.”
“I will. But I want you here.”
“Don’t you have a show tonight?” he asked, trying not to sound impatient.
“No, the understudy is taking over for a few days while my body adjusts to the pregnancy.”
“All right. Let me just make a call.”
“To Magdalena?”
“Yes.”
Again, her expression turned hard
.
And that bothered Logan
.
A lot.
oOo
Magdalena arrived at her childhood home in Queens for dinner at five. Sofia and Elizabeita were already there, and the latter met her at the door. Dressed in leopard tights, a long black sweater and black boots. While Magdalena’s hair was drawn back in a neat knot,Lizzie’s was in two long pigtails practically hitting her waist. “Hi, big sister.” Elizabeita gave her a hug and then stepped back. “What’s wrong?” She nodded out the door. “I thought our wonderful Logan was coming.”
Their “wonderful Logan” had planned to attend so they could tell the family they were dating. But the information had to be put on hold. “Last-minute schedule change,” she said,trying to sound unconcerned.
“Come on out. Rafe and Nia and Sal are here, too, and they seem so happy, Mags.” She linked her arm with Magdalena’s. “Maybe there’ll be an announcement.”
That would be welcome news, but it had been only two months since Jonas died, and Magdalena knew Nia and Rafe hadn’t wanted to make any decisions while he was still in the early phases of the grieving process.
Magdalena kissed
Matka
, poured a glass of wine from the kitchen and went into the family room. She sat on the couch with Sofia and Lizzie, then Caterina walked in from the playroom.
“Hey, Cat,” Magdalena said to their oldest sister. Aidan was out of town on a photo shoot, and Cat had jumped at the chance to come to dinner.
“Hi, Mags. I’m glad you’re here. I wanted to ask you something.”
“First, let’s get you some wine.” Magdalena met her in the kitchen. Caterina’s long, lean body was accented by simple navy slacks and a matching sweater. “Where are the kids?”
“Mama O’Neil has them. I swear that woman never slows down.”
Glancing over to
Matka
at the stove, Magdalena smirked. “Like somebody else we know. What did you want to ask me?”
“Dylan wants to interview youand Logan. He saw the
TIME
magazine article, and he’s thinking of doing a private-equity–venture-capitalist thriller. His writing career has taken off.”
“Sure. Tell him to call me.”
“Where
is
Logan?”
“Something unexpected”—very unexpected—“came up.”
While Cat went to say hi to everyone else, Magdalena stayed in the kitchen, watching them. Suddenly, she didn’t want to share anythingwith the family. What had happened today spooked her. Logan had come over at four, she’d thought to drive out to Queens with her…
His hair was a mess and he hadn’t shaved. Though he
“I’d like that, Logan. Let’s go.”
Chapter 10
Thumpthumpthumpthump…The baby’s heart beat fast and strong when the doctor put the Doppler probe on Teresa’s belly. “Oh, my God,” she said. “Logan, do you hear that?”
His own heart began thrumming. “It’s a miracle.”
The ob-gyn indulged them. “Let’s do the ultrasound and I’ll give you both pictures.”
The photos of their unborn child consisted ofsquiggles and fuzzy whiteness that made it hard to decipher the image. Nonetheless, Logan was mesmerized. When they left the office, the February wind whipped and snow drifted around them, but warmth rose inside him
.
“Logan, can you see me home? I’m afraid I might fall, so I took a cab here.”
He checked his watch. “I have an appointment.” With Magdalena. “But I can do that.”
They reachedTeresa’s place, and she asked him to escort her inside, where she said, “Would you stay? I’m shaky from the excitement.”
“Then you should rest.”
“I will. But I want you here.”
“Don’t you have a show tonight?” he asked, trying not to sound impatient.
“No, the understudy is taking over for a few days while my body adjusts to the pregnancy.”
“All right. Let me just make a call.”
“To Magdalena?”
“Yes.”
Again, her expression turned hard
.
And that bothered Logan
.
A lot.
oOo
Magdalena arrived at her childhood home in Queens for dinner at five. Sofia and Elizabeita were already there, and the latter met her at the door. Dressed in leopard tights, a long black sweater and black boots. While Magdalena’s hair was drawn back in a neat knot,Lizzie’s was in two long pigtails practically hitting her waist. “Hi, big sister.” Elizabeita gave her a hug and then stepped back. “What’s wrong?” She nodded out the door. “I thought our wonderful Logan was coming.”
Their “wonderful Logan” had planned to attend so they could tell the family they were dating. But the information had to be put on hold. “Last-minute schedule change,” she said,trying to sound unconcerned.
“Come on out. Rafe and Nia and Sal are here, too, and they seem so happy, Mags.” She linked her arm with Magdalena’s. “Maybe there’ll be an announcement.”
That would be welcome news, but it had been only two months since Jonas died, and Magdalena knew Nia and Rafe hadn’t wanted to make any decisions while he was still in the early phases of the grieving process.
Magdalena kissed
Matka
, poured a glass of wine from the kitchen and went into the family room. She sat on the couch with Sofia and Lizzie, then Caterina walked in from the playroom.
“Hey, Cat,” Magdalena said to their oldest sister. Aidan was out of town on a photo shoot, and Cat had jumped at the chance to come to dinner.
“Hi, Mags. I’m glad you’re here. I wanted to ask you something.”
“First, let’s get you some wine.” Magdalena met her in the kitchen. Caterina’s long, lean body was accented by simple navy slacks and a matching sweater. “Where are the kids?”
“Mama O’Neil has them. I swear that woman never slows down.”
Glancing over to
Matka
at the stove, Magdalena smirked. “Like somebody else we know. What did you want to ask me?”
“Dylan wants to interview youand Logan. He saw the
TIME
magazine article, and he’s thinking of doing a private-equity–venture-capitalist thriller. His writing career has taken off.”
“Sure. Tell him to call me.”
“Where
is
Logan?”
“Something unexpected”—very unexpected—“came up.”
While Cat went to say hi to everyone else, Magdalena stayed in the kitchen, watching them. Suddenly, she didn’t want to share anythingwith the family. What had happened today spooked her. Logan had come over at four, she’d thought to drive out to Queens with her…
His hair was a mess and he hadn’t shaved. Though he
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