Should I confront Logan? Should I pretend like Dani’s return meant nothing to me? Should I try to act as if I wasn’t shaken?
Would Logan see through me?
Would he sense my fear?
I squeezed my eyes shut, inhaling deeply.
No.
I couldn’t panic.
Not yet.
I needed to play this smart.
Dani was expecting me to be afraid. He was expecting me to break, to slip up, to let my emotions get the best of me.
I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction.
If he wanted a game, then fine.
I would give him a game.
But I wouldn’t lose.
Not this time.
I opened my eyes, my jaw tightening.
I needed to know Logan’s thoughts.
I needed to know where he stood.
And I needed to act fast.
Because if Dani thought he could outplay me…
He had another thing coming.
Dinner felt like a slow-burning torture, and I
