Hana shrieked and giggled, pretending to fight him off while knowing Logan always got what he wanted. The television boomed through the unit as Tama hiked the volume, fanning himself with one of Logan’s text books.
Logan’s lips proved persuasive and Hana allowed him to cajole her, ignoring the voice in her head which warned it could be the last time. He showed surprise when she cried and hid her face in his downy chest. “It’s nothing.” She waved away his concern. “It’s hormones.”
Logan’s brow furrowed and Hana saw suspicion in his grey eyes. She fought to distract him. “If you didn’t intend me to have the worst dinner of my life last night, why cabbage soup?”
Logan’s eyes glittered and he bit his lower lip. “I think I’ve discovered where the money’s going.” He sounded smug. “And I belie
