Page 102 of Wilde Ride

She reached across the table and held out her hand. “Hello, little guy. I’m Logan Miller, and I work for your father—well, technically, your grandfather too.”

Rhett held out his little hand. “Hi, Logan. Do you work with the animals too?”

She smiled. “I do. I love animals.”

“Me too, and I’m going to be a vet someday like my daddy and grandpa.”

“I bet you’ll make the best vet someday.”

I was pleasantly surprised that Logan was being so sweet to Rhett. Then again, I was pretty sure it was mostly to impress his father.

She looked at Levi. “Fancy seeing you here, and with,” her hand flicked toward me, “Emeline.”

The way she said my name in disgust wasn’t lost on me or Levi. Even Rhett frowned.

“Emeline joined me and Rhett for dinner.”

“It’s a dinner date,” Rhett added. “Daddy and Emeline are dating!”

I looked at Levi, who simply grinned.

Logan attempted to smile at Rhett. “Oh, I’m sure it’s just a thank-you dinner, since your daddy helped out at the camp all week.” She glanced between me and Levi. “I mean…right?”

Before I had a chance to respond, Levi did. “No, Logan. This is a date, and we decided to bring Rhett along.”

Okay, I wasn’t expecting that.

“A date? Like, as in…a date date?” Logan asked, clearly flustered.

“Is there any other kind of date?” he asked.

I glanced down at my hands and tried not to laugh.

“Logan, are you bothering Levi and Emeline?” asked Janet, coming to stand next to her granddaughter.

Great. This would no doubt be in The Daily Dirt. “No, not at all,” I replied.

Logan forced another smile. “Enjoy your dinner.”

“Thank you,” Levi and I replied at the same time.

Janet added, “Yes, it was delicious, and so nice to have a new place to eat in town. Well, you enjoy your dinner.”

Once Janet and Logan walked away, Levi and I exchanged a look.

“Are we getting dessert?” Rhett asked.

“Do you want dessert here or we could go somewhere else?”

Rhett looked at me. “I wish we could have your famous sundaes!”

“What’s this about a famous sundae?” Levi asked.

I laughed. “I go to each cabin with all the goodies to make sundaes. It’s a fun tradition my mother started.”

“If it’s a sundae you want, we could make them at home, with Grammy and Grandad.”

“Could Emeline come with us?”