Hazel POV
I took a sharp breath as we walked towards the seats, Logan's hand intertwined with mine sending tiny sparks to my arm. He helped me to my seat, making me feel flustered and slightly embarrassed. A heavy silence enveloped the whole place and soon we began eating, as usual Sierra was giving me creepy stares.
"Here Hazel, have this," Logan offered me his fork, on it laid a steamy piece of mouthwatering steak. That immediately reminded me of the night in his room. His handsome face was urging me to take the steak. I slowly turned around and my gaze met with Dean, his jaws was clenched tightly but immediately our eyes met, he flashed me a wide smile.
I swiftly took the mouthwatering steak in my mouth and began gnawing on it. Before I knew it, he had already started slicing the ste
