Chapter Ten
“Great.” Logan slapped his hands down on the table, which was sturdy enough that none of the glasses were in danger of toppling over, then picked up his pint. “Well, to make sure we’re more interesting, we’ll have to loosen our tongues a little. Let me go and get some more drinks in, all right? Can I get you one, Fiona?”
Eyeing her own glass, which was still half full, she said, “No, I’m all right, thanks. Maybe on the next round. If you’re still interesting, that is.”
Logan grinned, downed the rest of his drink, then glanced at his friend. “James? I’m going on to Jack and Coke. You?”
“Yeah, the same. Thanks.”
They watched Logan for a couple of seconds as he strode towards the bar, then turned back to each other. “So,” James said, his sinful lips curving up into a smile th
