you drive?”
“ Yeah.”
“ Great. Logan dropped me off earlier, so I need to let him know he doesn’t have to pick me up.” She smiles.
“ You do that. I’ll pay for my stuff.” I’ll try the clothes on at home, and if they don’t fit, I’ll return them tomorrow. After a young woman checks me out and I’ve signed the receipt, I find Hailey again. “Did you reach Logan?” I ask her.
“ I did,” she says. “He’s going to meet Delsin and the others now, to enjoy some sunshine on the beach.”
“ I’d rather be there now, too,” I complain.
“ No, no, no. We’re going to the hospital, and I want to see you turn down Linden’s invitation again.” She giggles.
We leave the store and head back to my car. “I shouldn’t even mention the invitation in front of his fiancée. I don’t want to be the cause of a fight or something.”
“ Well, I would want to know if Logan invited another woman to dinner, and maybe she knows already,” Hailey says with conviction.
“ Possible, but I wouldn’t want to risk it.”
“ Do you think he has his memory back?” she asks suddenly.
My head spins from her sudden change of subject. “Uh, no idea. But frankly, I don’t give a damn.”
When we reach my car and Hailey sinks into the passenger seat, she grabs the CDs that are lying on her side of the dashboard. I managed to find a spot in the shade, so I didn’t bother putting them away. After I throwing the bag with my new clothes in the trunk, I slide in behind the wheel.
“ Do you have a hair band with you that I could borrow?” I ask.
“ Sure.” She digs around in her handbag and then holds out a broad hair band.
“ Thank you.” I quickly wrap my hair into a loose bun, after putting the key in the ignition and pushing the button that opens the top.
“ Is he at the Jackson?” Hailey asks.
“ Yes. I didn’t know where else to take him, and it was on the way. Sort of, at least.” Once the top is down, and I start the engine as well as the radio. P.O.D blasts from the speakers as I leave the parking lot.
“ Oh, God. Your rock music is awful,” she complains and makes a face.
I sigh. “We’re not going to listen to your hip-hop crap, Hailey.”
“ Mee-mee-mee,” she whines, making me smile in spite of myself.
“ If you start doing that Mozart serenade in your Muppet voice again, I swear I’m going to kick you out of the car.”
“ I dare you,” she challenges with a giggle.
“ I wouldn’t say that if I were you.” I step on the gas, wanting to put this last Linden Priest visit behind me as quickly as possible.
“ And if I were you , I would put on a little lip gloss,” Hailey says.
“ Why should I?” I ask with mounting irritation.
“ I don’t know. Maybe to show him what he can’t have?” she answers cheerfully.
“ No, thank you.” I grin and try to focus on the road ahead.
“ Whatever.”
***
Ping. The doors of the elevator open, and the tiled hospital hallway stretches in front of us, smelling of disinfectant. “Go in and win,” I murmur.
“ Ding, ding, ding—round one,” Hailey jokes as we walk down the hallway.
“ That isn’t funny.” I grin.
“ Then why are you grinning?”
“ Because you’re making me,” I say, sticking my tongue out at her.
“ Oh, I see. But what’s so wrong with that?”
“ Could we maybe pull ourselves together now? This is his room.”
“ Okay. I’ll be on my best behavior. Promise,” she says, raising her fingers in a victory sign.
I knock on the door and wait for an answer.
“ Come in,” a voice says, and we walk into the room.
“ Good afternoon,” I greet Linden, Alexis, and the young man who must be Jayden.
“ Hello, Thalia,” Linden says, showing me two rows of perfect teeth.
“ I brought a friend, we were out shopping together,” I explain. “This is Hailey Osment.”
They all say hi and smile at her.
“ This is my brother, by the way. Jayden Priest,” Linden introduces the
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