Chapter 32
Logan watched his stepsister from across the bar. Bethany snuggled up to him in the corner booth, where they’d gone unnoticed for the past thirty minutes. Blaise had his hands all over her, and she was enjoying herself a little too much. She seemed to be getting fairly drunk too. Hands clenching, he felt his stomach knot with jealousy. Why did he even come here tonight? He’d known there was more than a fair chance of her being here with her date, so did he come here to torture himself?
Yes, he realized. He had. He’d come here tonight, hoping and fearing to see exactly what was happening. She was his family – he loved her and wanted her to have fun – and she deserved some happiness, but damn. Bethany ran her index finger between the hem of his shirt and the waist of
