The party is wild—people drinking, dancing, music blaring. Logan catches up with Garrett and the guys, has a couple of beers, and keeps an eye on Grace as she laughing and chatting with Daisy, Hannah, Allie, and Sabrina. She's glowing, and he can't stop looking at her.
At one point, she turns, catching him watching from across the room, and gives him a look—one of those subtle, teasing little smiles that makes his chest tighten. Yeah, he's gone for this girl. He strides over, not caring about whatever conversation he was in, and tugs her into his arms. She squeaks in surprise, but her hands settle against his chest, her lips curling.
"Having fun?" he murmurs.
Grace nods. "Yeah. It's... a lot, but I think I like it."
He grins. "Good."
"Still on track to call your parents?" he asks, bru
