Garrett clapped a hand on Logan's shoulder. "You've got time to figure it out, man. June's still a few months away."
Logan nodded, even though his stomach still felt off.
"Yeah," he muttered. "We'll see."
By the time Logan stepped out of the rink, his phone buzzed in his pocket.
He pulled it out, already knowing who it was before he even looked.
Lucky Charm: Good morning, Johnny. Just getting ready to go to class—hope the meeting was good! I'll see you later?
Logan exhaled slowly, staring down at her message.
Normally, he'd smirk, text her something back, maybe tell her he missed waking up with her already—because he f*****g did. But now his mind was somewhere else entirely. The Draft. Her trip to Paris.
It was right there—the conversation he needed to have with her. He could easil
