Hana snorted. “Did someone grope you?”
He rolled his eyes and checked his pockets. “Wallet is still here, so probably.”
Hana turned and cast around. “What happened to the old people?”
“I think they got swept back in.” He bit his lip to hide the bubbling laugh in his chest. “Sorry. What a disaster.”
“No, I loved it.” Hana’s eyes shone and she rested her palms against his chest. “I think the witnesses might’ve been senile though.”
Logan winced. “They seemed keen when I asked them. But thinking about it, the group looked large and I’m willing to concede I might’ve gate crashed a residential home outing.”
Hana snorted and Logan wrapped his arms around her waist. “Maybe it’s a good omen,” he sighed. “Laughter from the start.” He kissed her forehead and she sighed with relief.
“I hope so,
