CHAPTER FOURTEEN
LOGAN
Fuck.
Kayla inviting me over for dinner was a nice gesture, but I know it’s a bad idea. Dinner together sounds like a date. It’ll be just the two of us and we’ve never had dinner alone. Perhaps I’m making a bigger deal out of it than it needs to be, but I’m on my last ounce of willpower to control myself around her. Pushing her away will be nearly impossible this time if she looks at me the way she has been—like she’s waiting for me.
Yet at ten to seven, I leave Herman asleep in my bed and lock up my house and head to the car. I can’t even pretend that I’m not looking forward to spending the rest of the evening with her. She makes me smile and laugh more than I’ve done in months.
In years.
Before I pull out of the driveway, I decide to call Drew first. I haven’
