Sitting down, all their eyes fall on me. My throat runs dry, but thanks to the waitress, she puts a glass of water in front of me. Taking a few sips, my eyes flicker over each of the much put together women in front of me. Intimidating is an understatement. I am completely terrified.
"So," Megan speaks first, though I'm not surprised. She looked like the leader of the pack. "You're the infamous Logan, Bree has been telling us about."
Looking at Bree, she gives me a warm smile. "Um, I guess so."
"I see why Demetri has kept you in hiding. You aren't exactly his type by far" She smirks a bit and Bree gives her a bold look. "She's exactly his type"
Megan rolls her eyes and sighs "Mediocre at best"
"So how did you two meet?" Alicia asks as she sips her tea. Clearing my throat, I never real
