"No guarantees, Lucky Charm."
"Johnny!"
Hand in hand, Logan led her downstairs, their fingers intertwined like they belonged that way.
When they walked into the kitchen, everyone was already there—Garrett, Hannah, Dean, Allie, Tuck, and Sabrina—gathered around the table, plates full of food, deep in conversation.
"Well, well," Dean smirked as soon as he saw them. "Look who finally decided to show up."
"Morning, lovebirds," Garrett added with a s**t-eating grin.
Grace felt all the attention shift toward them, and suddenly, she wished she had stayed in bed.
Logan, of course, didn't bat an eye.
"Morning, assholes," he greeted smoothly, completely unfazed.
Grace went straight to the table, plopping down next to Sabrina, with Allie and Hannah across from her. She was grateful for the d
