The party keeps going, energy surging through the house as people laugh, drink, and embrace the chaos Garrett's birthday has become. Someone turns the music up even louder, and the entire atmosphere buzzes with adrenaline. Logan, still grinning at Grace, swipes his thumb across her cheek again, wiping away the last trace of frosting. His fingers linger for a second longer than necessary, his touch warm against her skin.
She narrows her eyes playfully. "You're enjoying this way too much."
"Maybe." His smirk deepens. "You look cute with frosting on your nose, though."
Grace groans, swiping at her face with the back of her hand. "I swear, if this dress is ruined, I'm making you buy me a new one."
Logan chuckles, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her into him. "Deal."
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