MASON
Logan was at home, waiting for me. I asked as soon as I shut the door, “Nate?”
“Class. We’re good to go. Sam, too?”
I nodded as I took the chair across from him. “She’s worried, but she’s not as worried as she should be.”
Logan flashed a grin. “I like her roommate.”
That was code for, I’m going to bone her roommate. I shrugged. I’d cared about Heather, only thinking it might hurt Sam. The roommate was probably worse because of her living proximity with Sam, but there were even worse things to be concerned about.
“He was waiting for her.”
The grin dropped as Logan nodded. “I know.”
The motherfucking asshole had been waiting for her. I shook my head. “That’s going to be a problem.”
“Yeah, but I don’t know what else to do. You got that guy following her, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Did
