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Josie.”
    “It was. Alex and Tyler deserved a blowout, so I’m glad we did it up right. When you’re ready, I’ll give you a ride back, along with my slightly toasted husband.”
    Logan gestured around the room. “Do we need to take care of the final cleanup?”
    “We probably should, at that.” Josie straightened her shoulders. “You’re right. I don’t want to leave this for the morning crew.”
    “Or you can let Caro and me handle it.” He made the suggestion casually, but there was nothing casual about his intentions. He wanted to be alone with the lovely Caro Davis.
    “I can do it, Logan,” Caro said immediately. “No worries. Go home and rest your knee.”
    “My knee’s fine.” Logan started gathering glasses. “I want to stay and help get this cleaned up. It won’t take long.”
    Jack Chance wandered over and hooked an arm around Josie. “Ready to take off?”
    “Not quite,” Josie said. “I really need to—”
    “No, you don’t,” Caro said. “Go home, Josie.”
    “I hate to leave you with this.” She surveyed the room. “It’s too bad that Steve—”
    “Well, he isn’t here,” Logan said, “and I’d really like to help out. Besides, maybe one of the fabled ghosts will show up.”
    “It could happen.” Josie looked perfectly serious. “I’ve often seen them after a bash like this.”
    “Ghosts or no ghosts,” Jack said, “I need to get my pregnant wife home. I have a suggestion. Let Logan stay and help, and then he can crash at Grandma Judy’s.”
    Josie turned to him. “I’m not sure about that, Jack. Do you think your grandmother will—”
    “She’ll love the idea. She’s always complaining that nobody uses her guest room. Let me borrow your pen, Caro.” He picked up a napkin from a stack on the bar and sketched a quick map for Logan. “Here’s where she lives. When we drop her off we’ll make sure she leaves a key under the mat. The guest room is down the hall to your right.”
    Josie took one last look at the debris left by the wedding guests and sighed. “Okay. There’s probably some fatal flaw in that plan, but I’m too tired to think of anything better, and I do hate to leave Caro alone with this huge mess.”
    “And the ghosts.” Logan tucked the napkin with the map into his pocket, and did his best to sound nonchalant when he felt anything but. He wondered if Caro was anticipating some alone time as much as he was.
    “And the ghosts,” Josie said with a smile.
    “Thanks, Logan.” Jack stuck out his hand and the two men shook. “I’ll drive in tomorrow morning and pick you up.”
    “Sounds good.”
    “Josie said you’d like to stay on for a few more days and do some riding.”
    “I’d like that, but I’m a little rusty.”
    “Anybody with your athletic ability shouldn’t have any trouble.” Jack touched the brim of his hat with two fingers. “See you tomorrow.”
    “That was very gallant of you,” Caro said as the last of the wedding guests disappeared out the front door. “You must be exhausted.”
    He turned to her. “No more so than you, I’ll bet.” He took note of the wisps of hair that had escaped her ponytail and now curled around the nape of her neck. Any lipstick she might have applied earlier in the evening was gone. She looked infinitely kissable.
    Her hazel eyes were bright, as if she might be feeling some of the same excitement he was. “Yes, but I’m paid to do this. You’re not.”
    “You want to know something really sad? Getting paid isn’t an issue for me anymore. I’ve invested a good chunk of the money I earned while playing with the Cubs, and unless I start buying yachts and staying in hotels that charge several grand a night, I won’t ever have to work again.” That was all true, but he might have said it to impress her. Hell, sure he had.
    It obviously did, because her eyes widened. “But that’s not sad, that’s wonderful. ”
    Her honest reaction demanded honesty in return. “You would think