_Alyssa's POV_
"We need to meet. Urgent."
I stared at the message, my mind racing. What could be so urgent? Did he have new information? Was something wrong? I quickly typed a reply.
"I am with Logan right now. I will contact you later."
I hit send and slipped my phone back into my purse. I couldn’t let Logan find out about Damon. Not now. Not ever.
When I returned to the table, Logan was finishing his wine, his eyes scanning the restaurant. As I sat down, he looked at me, his expression unreadable.
"Everything okay?" he asked again.
"Yeah," I said, forcing another smile. "Just needed a quick break."
He nodded, his eyes lingering on me for a moment before he spoke again. "I meant what I said earlier, Alyssa. I don’t want to wait any longer. We should move forward with the wedding.
