Next One Is a Babe

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And then Lola was surprised that the matchmaker said Shawn liked her, since the date didn’t go too well.

Logan snorted. “It's up to you whether to take my advice, but I’ll give it to you straight—he wants something else from you.”

Lola laughed. “Look at me, Logan. I don’t have anything. What would he want from me?”

Logan scoffed. “We’ll see about that.” When they finally came to her parents’ house, Logan and Lola heaved a sigh of relief; they were already starting to break down from the long trip. Lola’s parents were in the yard when they came, and they were surprised to see Logan’s car stopping in front of their house.

Lola and Logan got out of the car, and she led him into the house. Before that, Logan took the gifts he bought for the Hunts. He couldn’t come for a visit empty handed, but then, Logan would be looking like a guy who was here to meet his girlfriend’s parents.

Standing before the yard, the Hunts were going to welcome Lola home, but seeing her walking together with a man who was holding gifts confused them.

Her father glanced at Logan, then he looked at his daughter. “Who is this, Lola?” Lola quickly explained that Logan was just a friend who gave her a ride, and her father nodded. “I see. Come in, then.”

Shawn wasn’t there at the moment, but he wasn’t too far away. The nearest town, where he was staying in, was just twenty minute’s drive away.

Not a speck of dust could be seen in Lola’s house, and it had an endearing gleam that spoke of the quiet, calm life its master was living. The house, albeit on the smaller side of things, was well taken care of. Logan could almost see his reflection off the floor tiles.

Mrs. Hunt went to cut up some fruits for Logan once they got into the house, and Logan hid his frivolous side, only talking to them in an almost unnaturally formal manner.

Fiona asked Lola to come with her so they could talk about Shawn. He wanted to move things along and hold an engagement banquet. If he did that, that would effectively mean he was married to Lola as far as their village custom went. Everyone would see her as a married woman then. Once she finished explaining the matter about Shawn, Fiona glanced into the house. “Who is that man?” she whispered. “Our neighbors are going to say things about you if they see him. Is he really your friend?”

Lola was jolted by the question, but she waved her mother down. “Of course, he is.”