Was this some kind of cruel joke the universe was playing on her? For the first time in years, she felt that magical, toe-curling attraction to a man. Yes, he was miles out of her league and way too good-looking not to be a jerk. It seemed she was destined to forever be attracted to men guaranteed to break her heart.

But the thing that bothered her the most?

Now he was completely off-limits.

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

“First chemo tomorrow, huh?”

“Yeah.”

“Nervous?” Logan stuffed several fries into his mouth.

Andrew shrugged and glanced around the restaurant. Servers wove through the room like ants, taking orders and delivering food and drinks to crowded tables. The smoky-sweet aroma of barbeque mixed with fried food wafted from the kitchen, and a burst of laughter sounded from the table behind them. “I just want to get it over with.”

“Didn’t seem all that bad when my mom went through it,” Logan said. “I went with her a few times, and she just hung out and watched TV the whole time.”

“I’m not worried about the chemo part. It’s the days that come after that are supposed to suck. I don’t want to be so tired that all I can do is lie around my house, you know? I don’t want to miss class, and I can’t take time off from my internship. I want to go to the gym. Go out with you and the guys. I don’t want my mom and sisters to hang around here…they need to go back to Nebraska if I’m gonna stay sane. But if I get sick after this first round, they’ll never leave me alone.”

“What about your dad?”

“He’s not here.” Andrew kept his eyes on his food.

Logan paused like he wanted to ask more but seemed to decide against it. “It’s not enough that Jeni lives here in Kansas City? She can keep an eye on you.”

“Have you met my mother?”

“Yeah, you’re right.” Logan took a drink of beer. “If it gets too crowded at your apartment, just send Jeni over to my place. She can take care of me instead.”

Andrew straightened and looked Logan hard in the eye. “Watch it.”

Logan grinned, unconcerned. “You’ve got a hot twin, man.”

“The fact that she and I look alike doesn’t bother you?”

“She doesn’t look at all like your ugly ass. She’s a hot piece of—”

“If you want your balls to stay attached to your body, I wouldn’t finish that sentence.”

Logan snorted. “Fine.”