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"Hammer doesn't party with Wiggy, but Strings called us both to deal with him. Hammer's Wiggy's sponsor, and he also has the power of attorney for medical decisions in respect of him. I helped get Wiggy here, but Hammer came straight to the facility because he had to consent to all the legal stuff."
My head was crammed with even more information I didn't want to know about his band members. Isn't a sponsor someone who has also taken drugs?
Moments later, Sawyer concluded the call and I lay down, turned off the light, and felt grateful for his amazing ability to stay calm in situations where most men would have lost their temper. I was also thankful for his forgiving nature after I'd lied to him.
A pang of guilt shot through my heart at the thought I'd let him down when he'd trusted me, and I vowed never to do that again. Helping with Wiggy also showed how Sawyer took on the responsibility and looked out for those who couldn't help themselves, even when it was self-abuse.
Between Logan and Sawyer, I'd been put through an emotional wringer, and thankfully it wasn't too long before my exhaustion overtook all of my thoughts and I fell asleep.
* * *
"Mom, it snowed all night. Do you think the plane will take off?" Startled by Colby's comment, I opened my eyes and saw him standing over by the window.
Snow clung to the edges of the window and I felt my heart sink, not because he might not go, but because he had been looking forward to spending the rest of the holiday with his grandparents and not having to spend the whole time with only Logan and Poppy.
Sliding out from between the sheets, I padded over to the window and saw what he meant. There was at least a foot of snow in the parking lot below.
We could see the airport from the window, and I glanced at the sky. I was relieved when, as if on cue, a plane loomed over the horizon. We stood together and watched it descend from the sky, its wing lights flashing as it came into land.
"Looks like the flights are still okay," I reassured him, nodding toward the plane now only a few hundred feet from the ground.
"Good. I was worried I wouldn't get to see Nana and Gramps," he mumbled. I ruffled his hair and we set about a morning routine of showering, eating a buffet breakfast down in the dining room, and reloading the car before checking out when we set off for the airport.
I never thought I'd be happy to see Logan again, but I was when I caught sight of him when I pulled into the drop off zone. I was glad I didn't have to park and take Colby inside. I wasn't keen on seeing Poppy out of fear I'd tear her a new one for arguing in front of my son and leaving me with Logan on Christmas Day.
Pulling over, I left the engine running, opened the trunk from the button on my dash, got out of the car, and headed back toward it.
Logan was already lifting Colby's bag out and as he closed it, Sawyer came into view on the sidewalk, facing me with a wide grin on his face.
"Sawyer!" Colby shrieked excitedly as Logan opened the door of the car. Sawyer smirked and winked at me, but turned his attention to Colby instead of me.
Pushing past Logan, our son hugged Sawyer's leg and Sawyer's arms immediately engulfed his little body in return. "Did you come to see me off as well?" His little voice couldn’t contain his pleasure at the thought.
"Of course! I couldn't let my little buddy go to Florida for a whole week without saying goodbye, now could I?" My heart squeezed, my teeth biting back the grin at Logan's pissed-off expression when he saw the scene between our son and my boyfriend.
"I didn't think I was going when I saw the snow," he disclosed to Sawyer.
"Nah, this weather is nothing these guys here at the airport can't handle," he said, dismissively allaying Colby's fears. Glancing up, Sawyer looked to me smiling, then more seriously to Logan. "All right, get yourself inside, it's freezing out here. We can't have you arriving at your grandparents with the sniffles now, can we?" he asked Colby. Colby nodded and Sawyer released him.
Logan stepped forward, his face like thunder, and took our son's hand. "Come on, Poppy's waiting inside." Colby didn't reply like a child who was looking forward to seeing Poppy, instead, breaking away from Logan and rushing to hug me again.
"She's not my mom," he whispered into my ear.
"No, sweetheart, she isn't. But she's the lady your dad lives with, so I expect you to be polite to her," I told him. Colby gave me a chaste look and nodded before I drew him in for another long tight hug. "Stay safe and have fun and I'll see you at the start of the new year."
When I let him go, Colby retook Logan's hand and Sawyer immediately stepped over toward me and wrapped his arm around my waist. "Hey, beautiful," he said, kissing my temple in earshot of Logan, as we stood watching them enter the doors to the terminal. Colby looked back over his shoulder and we both waved in unison.
As soon as the automatic doors closed behind them, I sighed in relief that there hadn't been a confrontation between the two men, and Sawyer chuckled. "Okay, so that went well."
