When Emily stepped out of an alleyway, Logan was already standing in front of The Cube. She noticed how he seemed unsure of from which direction she would arrive like he wanted to look like he’d been expecting her when she arrived.
Logan looked preppy in his dark jeans and blazer over a crisp white shirt that accented his eyes' color. He checked his watch and looked down the street again, wondering if Emily had changed her mind. He shifted in his feet when a scent of mouth-watering steak drifted past him when the door to the restaurant opened. As a wolf, his heightened senses were both a curse and a gift at the same time. He frowned when he felt his stomach did a bit of a lurch, which was followed by a slight grumbling.
Emily soon walked down the street and toward Logan, moving with new
